He loved his wife and she was almost more than he could handle. He was also pretty sure that his sister-in-law wouldn’t be able to hold a candle to ...is wife in the sack.She was 51 years old with red hair. She wasn’t an ugly woman, but then again she wasn’t what he would consider MILF material. She had the stereotypical pear shaped body. Her tits were smaller than his wife’s 38 D’s and she had a fairly wide, round ass. His ponderings had caused him to swerve into the opposite lane and a blaring. " "Yes, Jenna?" "I think I'm in love with you," I mumbled. He took a few steps away from me, and rubbed his brow. "Don't be silly, Jenna, go upstairs and get some rest. The heat must be getting to you." "No!" I said firmly, "I've loved you for as long as I can remember, and I want you..." I took a few step closer to him, this time pressing my body against him. I could feel his well built chest against my stomach. I peered down to his jeans, I could see a slight bulge pressing out. Was I. She loved the way theyaccentuated her blond hair and pink lips. But for the first time in along while, Kitty felt sad. She looked HOT! And no one was ever going tosee it.This couldn't stand! Virus be damned, she was going to show off her newlook. All she had to do was avoid having sex, and how hard could that be?She wanted to experience flirting and being the center of attention withthe limited time she had left in this body.An hour later she was entering the club. The first thing she noticed. But what I really noticed about Lydia was her eyes. They were large and expressive, and I felt that if I were to gaze deep enough into them I would see a reflection of my soul. Her eyes were an indescribable color, some part brown, some part green, and some part yellow. All mixed together in a glorious sunburst of color. I now know that the correct term for her shade of eyes is ginger. But at the time all I could think was how splendid they were. She returned with our orders now and flashed a.