It was spring so they must be full time residents but, summerfolk just the same.It takes a long time and a few winters to become 'local'. Some folks n...ver get there.To a man, the locals were dressed in khaki pants, with pressed creases so sharp you could cut slices in the newspapers they were all reading. Starched button-down off white shirts with breast pocket protectors filled with ink pens, sharpened number 2 pencils and a slide rule.They all wore deck-shoes, and that felt odd to me; 55. “No, my husband, Daniel Cohen, who was killed in the defense of Tel Aviv. To think, I was actually considering divorce at the time, due to his rampant infidelity, but once he was killed, I was horrified when I had time to think of it. Most of the time, I was too busy with other things. Now I’m sharing two men with six other women. How’s that for irony?“Not that I regret this. I know that you’ll be very good to us. You gave me your word and in a way that I could never doubt you, especially since. Before I could swallow another followed and then another. My mouth was full to overflowing and I began swallowing his creamy gift while still moving slowly back and forth on his hot shaft. Some of his cum clung to his cock and I was careful to clean every drop and playfully flick my tongue around his sensitive head.He stepped back, a little weak but smiling. He looked down and noticed my very hard cock glistening with precum. He stepped back and stepped out of his shorts.“You need help with. Ab mein samajh gayee ki babuji kya chahte hai. Mere dil mein laddu phoot rahi thi. Aur meri bur mein khujli hone lagi.Mein sharm se lal ho rahithi … phir bhi bahut maza araha tha. Meine sasur ji ka daya hath ko meri baya choochi par rakh diya aur dheerse us hath ko mere hath se dabaya. “shabhash.. Tum bahut achi ladki ho..” Kahte babuji ne meri choochi ko choli ke upper se hi masal rahe the. Jab mein unki hath apni marzi se mere choochi ke upar rakha.. Tho sasur ji ko himmat aa gayee. Ab unohne.