..but not Jane.She kept her mouth firmly closed but buried her face in Pete's crotch. His balls were by her chin, his bell-end was in her eye. She had...a hand on each of Pete's buttocks. She moved her face from side to side. Every time his cock passed over her nose, the release would make it slap into the other side of her face. She was rubbing her face all over his cock. She turned her head so that his cock was behind her ear, wrapped in her hair. She would nuzzle her nose under his balls and. Also like Ingrid, I too was (and still am) quite short. However, standing at 161cm (5’3”) tall, I was the tallest amongst my mother, Ingrid, and I. The height difference between us all was only within 3cm (1”) though, making it very hard to tell the difference between Ingrid and myself from behind to the untrained eye. We both had long, naturally beautiful wavy blonde hair down to our mid-backs, mine both curlier and richer in colour than Ingrid’s. We were both very ample chested,. I lost my wife a few years ago and have done some dating, but nothing real serious.I own a small IT business that sells hardware, software, fix computers, and also does IT support for smaller businesses.The other day I had a young, heavy set woman - in her early 20's come in with a laptop that was full of viruses. She was in somewhat of a panic as the computer belonged to her mother for work. She used it while her mother was out of town, and downloaded a video that must have included some. She guided him to the bathroom in silence. There was nothing to say. The water was hot and clear, washing away the blood and the world. Their lips found each other naturally, the taste of clean water and heating passion a mesmerising swirl between them. Her hands discovered him as if she had to make sure each inch, each stretch of skin was unharmed, untouched by violence. He let her, so counter his normal nature, he remained completely passive under her hands, even though there was no doubt he.