”“Oh God how right you are my darling Brad!”I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, sighing with desire that came to me. What he’d said was ...rue; the lust between us was simply too powerful for me to resist. A grown woman needs strong sex, just as she needs a strong man to protect and care for her.My husband had suddenly been taken from me; Bradley was now my knight in shining armour! It was a miracle in more ways than Bradley was able to understand.Brad had a great body and it was younger. However if commanded to do something, she does it immediately.I have lost count of how often she has swallowed my spunk. At one time, oral sex was a big no. She got past her hang up about oral and started to suck me daily, getting better each time. The day she went as far as swallowing my spunk was a real eye opener for her. She suddenly realised she loved the taste.She is a submissive but not a masochist. It doesn't stop her from enjoying a whipping on her tits or ass. She likes to rub her. I told her it was her turn to receive some pleasure as I removed my cock from her mouth. She slid up to the middle of the bed and I joined her. I had to get hold of that puffy pussy. I called it that because when I put my hand on it I could feel the two puffy sides to the entrance of her vagina. I could literally grab hold of the puffy sides and squeeze. As I was squeezing it I could feel her get extremely wet. God, I loved grabbing that pussy. She was moving her ass around like there was no. "As I rolled my eyes, Sue snapped, "And don't roll those eyes at me. You know what I mean. Just be careful."Mercy came with me to the house and quickly packed a suitcase. I went into the bedroom and pulled my Glock from the closet gun safe. I took both loaded magazines, thinking that Mercy had spooked me a little. I did put my clip-on belt holster and gun in my travel bag and headed to the patio.Mercy came out and asked me if I had brought some nice clothes. When I said, "Sure, some almost new.