It was about three oclock when the Gordo Electric truck pulled back into the drive. It was still raining out, but the electrical part of the storm had...passed. Fran had given up on the basement, there was nothing that could be done until she got some electricity and started the sump. She had taken a nap on the sofa and was still lying there when the man knocked on the door. She could feel the nervousness in her stomach as she got up and walked to answer it. Maybe the man had just been playing. I'm 18! I'm not supposed to be focused, dammit. They held me back a year because so I wouldn't be too young ... I'm sick of their crap and sick of this stupid magazine sale."She composed herself. "I'm really glad I found these in my grandma's attic."She held out her hand to show me a gold brooch. Through the cotton of my mind, I figured that's what she stuck me with. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a small jewelry case. She opened it and inside was matching earrings. She put them. .."I cant handle anything, after my husband left me, he used to fuck me, everyday like a dog as well, I was a fuck pig, his fuck pig, he took the doors off, he never allowed the doors in private areas because he wanted the k**s too see me as his whore... and they did everyday! Now I feel terrible lost that he is gone and have a insatiable sexual hunger that I cant fill."And at night, I just get stone drunk, and fuck myself with these toys, for hours"… I got straight to the point … “Wanna fuck”. I'm hard now and it's showing. Veronica sneaks a peak down low as I climb onto the bed and crawl up to her. Our lips lock up hard, passionately, loud smacking and tongues wrestling. Her mouth is so warm and tasty, I love the way her MILF tongue feels. I'm almost fully erect now. We lay down on the bed still kissing, my hands running up and down her body causing friction and heat. I reach under her shirt and massage her soft skin. She purrs as we kiss, those soft delicate notes slipping.