It had been 3 years since her husband had passed away and she has had a regular sex life. She had a couple of one night stands that she had met up but...nothing great. As she layed there rubbing her sopping wet pussy she envisioned what she thought Becky would look like naked and what it would feel like to have Becky between her legs. She rubbed on that clit and finger fucked that pussy unlike she had done in a long time. She didnt even take the time to get out her dildo that sat in the drawer. I think we were all too worn down by the experience of living inside an enigma to face it yet again. Angela decided that she would honour her intention stated when we first met. She would 'do' Trotsky. A completely naturalistic piece, she promised. No tortured soul clawing its way through the twisted bronze. She threatened to do the twins but they refused with a laugh. "Sorry, darlin', we don't get our kit off for anyone but our wives," Niall had replied. Angela had been surprised; she didn't. She looked down at me lying beneath her. I could see my juices glistening on her lips and chin before she moved her head and kissed me again, our bodies pressed tightly together as I tasted myself on her.As we kissed, I moved my hands down her back and unclasped the bra, helping her to slide first one arm and then the other out of the straps without ever breaking the kiss. I dropped her bra off the side of the bed and ran my hand back along her spine.“You taste divine” she whispered in my ear. It’s like you’re not in Kanas anymore, Toto!”“Point Taken!” Tom then asked, “Is she ready to take over if necessary?” And Anna answered “Yes!” “Now do youwant to go to the Island and build an Empire or do you want to stay here and fund it. This is your choice!“Also we need more people for this project, start looking. Both of you! We will need the Island checked and the seafloor inspected. We could use one or both at first and then tell me where you want to be.” Tom asked Anna if she was getting.