No, of everything that had happened the past weeks, the fact I had met Teresa made it all worthwhile. Had it? Yes, I was certain. She was beautiful an... smart and had a wonderful daughter and I cared about her. How much? Was my attraction to her that of an older man escaping a failed marriage trying to recapture his youth? Was I just rebounding? Lots of unanswered questions roiled my mind, and of course the biggest question was how did Teresa feel about me? I thought I knew but there had been. .” One of them even came to me, caressed my hair and fawned a little bit on me. She was a blonde attractive babe, very well trained at the gym, with one of the sexiest asses I`ve ever seen, a babe that I wanted sooo bad to fuck and I did it, sometime before the story I`m telling you know, but again (and again and again and again) I must say that this is another story that I`ll tell you some other time. It felt good all that caressing so, wihthout thinking, I hugged her and then looked deep in. She didn’t get more than a step before she felt his hands on her, again under her dress, but this time lifting it up much higher.She let out a soft, “Ah,” as she lifted her hands up over her head, letting him lift her dress up and off, casting it aside on the floor where it was, after a second, joined by his shirt.Standing behind her he traced both his hands around his waist to her stomach, pausing briefly as he kissed her neck, sweeping his hands up to slip eagerly under the cups of her bra,. So for her sake, her soaked pussy engulfed the tip of my cock where a drop of precum sat. The warmth that set in was new and fresh, unlike those times I had it all to myself. Soon, my cock had disappeared within her, her lips resting on my pubis, and she lay back onto me, her cheek pressed to mine. “Don’t stop till you cum.” She whispered to me. I gave her a kiss in reply and began to pull out and push back in. The feeling was soothing and erotic at the same time. Warm, moist with her walls.