His wife of forty years had left and divorced him soon after. He had no strong reason to to anything. Dave wasn't rich, but he was financially comfor...able. His house was free and clear. He had a nice pension coming in as well as Social Security. Apparently that was not enough to keep his wife around. His wife had been threatening to leave for years. Ever since Dave's body began to show signs of age, she had practically ignored him. Dave was now sixty-three years old and was feeling. He had woken up to Jill stretching her body languidly beside him, her eyes still shut, her lids like a curtain behind which only she knew what visions floated. He’d never seen anyone so beautiful in his whole life. She was his Soul Friend, as the Gaels said. There in the pale gray that still fought against the sun’s rays, she was an angel. He leaned forward, his beard scathing her cheek as he planted a gentle kiss on each of her eyelids. He saw them flutter gently before she pulled them open,. My slut wife said nothing. She just looked at me with an evil grin in her beautiful face. She climbed down from the bed and went for another shower.After dinner; Ana told me she was sore to try some fuck later. Then I told her we would just cuddle in the bed.But the bitch then suggested we could share Matt`s bed, because that king sixe place was very comfortable.My friend agreed and then we all three went to his bed.I was too tired after the walk by the lake and then soon I passed out, feeling. She turned to the right and danced, then to the left and did the same thing.The woman turned and walked back to the center of the stage, then faced the crowd with a huge smile. She flashed her breasts, this time even quicker than before, and continued strutting and prancing around.Two quick spins were followed with three more flashes, all in a row. The crowd roared with appreciation when she finally took the jacket off, placing it over her shoulder. Her breasts were simply magnificant; large.