Although I was very naive, I knew this was no ordinary country walk they were on: so I was eager to follow. She'd got a short skirt on and was in bare...legs, and she was teasing him by wiggling her bum and she walked, and as soon as they thought they were out of view, he started putting his hand up her skirt, touching and then squeezing her bottom and whispering in her ear - presumably telling her what nice things he intended to do to her pussy. They eventually disappeared into a cornfield and. ”“Well, pardon me for completely trusting my wife of more than 30 years!” I snarked, tipping back my head and pouring the remaining beer in the bottle down my throat.I got up to get another beer and noticed her glass was empty, too.“Another,” I said.“Yes, please,” she answered spritely.I got a new beer for me and a wine refill for her and sat back down, leaning forward in my chair.“Why didn’t you just tell me you were unhappy. I could have made changes. At the very least we could have at least. My whole body throbbed in shame.“That’s so ridiculous,” I said with less conviction than I’ve ever said anything. “Why?”She smirked and grabbed a handful of my right breast.“Gee, I wonder?” she said.“They’re A cups! I shouldn’t need a bra.”“Baby girl, these are not A cups,” she said. “And you can’t just wear my clothes the rest of your life, can you? We’ll go shopping tomorrow.”I got up suddenly and ran into the master bathroom, locking the door behind me. I rifled through the drawers till I. ."Her breathing was ragged now, she was so close to cumming, but she wanted him to cum too. She wanted them to cum together, the way lovers should."Yessss..." Robert said, his mind fogged with lust. The woman was worth loving, he'd known that all along. Her small size was perfect, making Pauline vulnerable and dependent on him. It brought out the paternal instincts that Robert was blessed with, but at the same time she was so sublime in her beauty, so perfect in her urgency to be taken. This.