Then she started talking. ‘So you like me putting my fingers up your ass, don’t you.’ She said with a smile. ‘I bet your are wondering why I�...m doing this?’ I nodded with a smile. ‘It’s been over 30 years since I did this. My husband was not an adventurous soul, but I was. Honest, true and loving, but not adventurous. After he died, I realized I could also go quickly, and there were things I still wanted to do and other things to do again. I remember my boyfriends cum just bursting out when I. Her hunger would usually peak around afternoon.This was the perfect time.The boy was seeing something new.He was puzzled.He was staring at his loving mom's shivering body.She could not bear this torture anymore.She kneeled near the boy,and grabbed her son's butts and pulled him towards her face.He was completely shocked.This was not expected,and he was watching her mom's beautiful face soaked in lust.He was familiar with this lusty face,but it meant much more for him today.He was scared and. If she refused, Basher would only remind her of the contract. Besides, hadn’t she enjoyed just being told what to do?She let her lips part and slide over the big bulb. Immediately she was rewarded. Fingers were driven into her pussy from behind. Her instinctive moan turned into a half cough. But she was suddenly willing again and gladly slid her lips a good way down the throbbing gristle. Apparently the merest touch of her pussy was enough to make her forget herself. And this was no mere touch,. You're her husband. Where does she usually go when she's upset? Are any of her clothes missing? What about transportation? I can see Joanna's car in your driveway, how did she leave?"Nathan was asking good, solid questions but I had no answer for any of them. My mind was a blank and I could only think of the hurt I had put Joanna through. What if she had left me for good? What if she had covered her traces so well I couldn't find her? What would I do? Where would I turn?"Come on, Jeremy, think!.