My wife of seven years had gotten pregnant with "our" first child, and shortly after the baby was born, I discovered that he wasn't mine. Long story, ...ad ending. I had loved her, and thought she loved me.Dad and I sat at the bar, talking quietly, and it got around to my love life. I had started dating again, mostly a couple nurses and a respiratory tech from the hospital, but it hadn't amounted to much."Dad, I'm lonely," I had said."I know, Son. Want a piece of advice?" Sure."He sipped his. I soon realized what sheis attempting to do. I removed her hand and harshly pushed her back down inher seat. "Nice try bitch. You almost got me to think. However, the main pointstill exists. You killed my wife after you deliberately failed to stop. Sinceyou are remorseful from what you have done and have asked for mercy, then Iwill give you mercy for a short time. You have three hours to voluntarily toremove your clothing and fuck me. If, after three hours, you do not removeyour clothes then I. He opened it and taking out some 500 rupee bundles.‘Here is the money, your husband asked me in the morning.’‘Thanks’‘No, you have sacrificed your marriage anniversary for me and agreed to fulfill my fantasy of fucking you on your marriage day instead of your husband.’She kept quiet and then he said – ‘Ready?’He held her by her waist and pulled closer to him. My mom put her two hands around his neck and they started kissing as her fingers moved slowly in his white hair. He made his grip tighter. As he moved his mouth, tongue and fingers closer and closer to the lovely petals tucked between her slim legs. He imagined her soft cries of passion, her breathing increasing, the rise and fall of her stomach reacting to his active tongue dancing along paths of the sensory nerve endings that lead to her sexual center. Ever so gently he outlined the hooded bud of woman’s pleasure, parting her lower lips and plunging his tongue within her as deep as he could while curling his tongue upward.