About eighteen months after we moved to Allentown, Betty died with a brain aneurism. Hallie sat with me for hours in the funeral home, holding my hand... My wife and I had been married for thirty-six years. It was hard.Fast forward five years…Hallie had completed her associate’s degree at Wheeler State, a junior college, about fifteen miles from Allentown, next to an army post. She had met a captain, thirty-four years old, who swept the trusting, loving, girl off her feet.I, being fifty-five,. .. Ambrose, Dorothy ... Anderson, Nancy” [skipping down a little, ] “Carville, Mary ... Chapman, Isabel and Peter,” I stopped and looked over at Principal Summers who looked satisfied, “Choate, Nancy and Sam ... Clarke, Emily... [skipping again] Fisher, Dani ... Guthrie, Jennifer ... Hall, Ken ... Hammonds, Jon... [skipping again] Mitchell, Larry, Richard, John, and Mary ... Newman, Rose, Lily, Nancy, and Jeff ... my goodness we have a lot of big families around here.”That got a great. But I’m so worked up I don’t know what I’m saying. I’m sorry. I won’t demand anything from you again. I’ll let you call all the shots. But, please, show me some mercy. This is torture for me.” Her mascara was running down her face as she was crying big tears. The girl was desperate. I decided to show her some mercy. Kind of. I thought I’d hook her even more while I had the chance. I turned the machine back on. I pulled the cock all the way back, into a sort of shell I had built to hide it from. I move my hand on her pussy and found it wet. I love to feel her wet pussy. She said Hussan aap ko yahan baal pasand hain? I said ya little but no to long. Now I insert my one finger in her pussy and move it inside. She close her eyes and try to stop her screams. But her breaths speed automatically increases. Uumm hhmm aahoooo. Her such sounds make me more horny and I increased the speed of my finger, in/out, rub on all walls. Then I insert my second finger in her pussy and keep my play on. She.