My wife and sister, Brenda, had died from breast cancer, so I’ve been a widower for just about 10 years. To look at me, you’d think I work with he...vy steel all day long, but I'm a rancher. I’m 5-8 and 200 pounds of solid muscle. I have light brown, graying hair and hazel eyes and a well weathered face. Yeah, just an old guy to most people, but that doesn’t bother me, not much does. I left the place in the capable hands of my foreman and 15 other hands during this little vacation. My flight. She lay down on it next to Amna, her long thin legs stretched out beyond Amna’s and her satin supported breasts pressed against Amna’s back. “You poor sweetheart!” She continued running her manicured nails along Amna’s spine. She then, with a touch of boldness, put her hand between Amna’s legs and brushed her pubic hairs. Amna made no response. She looked towards the poster of Susan, a penis deep inside her cunt and another probing at an angle into her mouth. Fatima became increasingly bolder,. She was my close friend and crush. But it didn’t change the fact that if I could get her in bed, I would fuck her.I even had a dream about waking up in the morning with her. All I could ever think about whenever I see her since that day was how I wish I could make her find me attractive enough to want to sleep with me. But there was nothing I could do, given that she was with someone.The following story is my fantasy. Also, I have yet to have sex. So certain details may be inaccurate or. I did as I was told. When I came out of the bathroom with my clothes in hand she said “Ok now you can sit and I will be right back.” I sat at the table with “Joey” the dog not leaving my side. When Mrs. P returned she said I hope you don’t mind but I make my coco from scratch. I had no idea what she was talking about. She went about getting the ingredients together and that was when I realised what a good looking woman she was (I was fifteen and nervous, give me a break). I watched as she.