About me age 20. Studying b tech in Visakhapatnam. Well built, smart enough to please any women. And ladies and girls in and around Visakhapatnam or v...zianagaram for any kind of sexual pleasures and friendship contact me Our family consists of me and my parents. And the heroin of this story is our neighbour. She is a widow. Her husband died within six months of her marriage.Later she dint married to take care of her parents since she is the only child to them.You all know most of the widows are. Any guy there that doesn’t must either be blind or gay. She wonders why I always want to fool around when we get home. Looking at her in the workout mirror, Ann and I are contrasts. She is short at five foot two, weighing in at a fit one hundred five pounds. She has amazing natural breasts that seem huge on her slight frame. I'm over a foot taller than her. Whereas she is a brunette with long flowing locks just past her shoulders, I have salt and pepper brown hair that shows I'm fifteen years. The race itself was exciting. I could do that again. The punishment, I didn't like that. I hate to think of the pain, and if I ever came in last, oh God, I couldn't stand it.??I have been thinking, my treasured pet, that there may be ways to lessen the pain. If I could, I'd give you a shot of morphine, but I might not have a chance, after the race, and the Drug Enforcement Agency would think I'm a drug dealer, prescribing morphine when a pathologist doesn't treat living patients. But, you. Against all my better judgement, I reached out and grabbed her and kissed her forcefully, grinding my rock hard cock against her cunt. Angie continued to resist, but she was no match for me. I picked her up, took her into her bedroom and placed her on the bed. Now she was crying, but my hard on was in charge. I lifted her skirt, removed her panties, and began to kiss her thigh, then moved up to her hairy pussy. Now she was not sobbing as much, but kept saying no, no, no. Finally my tongue.