" He pushed her off the bed. She put onher shift and left the room. My master slipped under the coversand went to sleep. At last, I bent forward, ...esting my breastagainst the soft bed, and slept. In the morning, the baron released my ankles, and I hurriedto use the privy, having been in some discomfort from firstlight. I did not like sleeping while bound like that. Betbrought bread and cheese and beer for our breakfast, but I drankonly water. I felt weak from hunger, but I had. This is the true story and I need your advice also on this story that what should I do next? What is in her mind? What does she wants?These are the questions in my mind that’s why I am writing this story so that by reading my story you people can help me ok now comes to point she is at that time 34 when her husband died in an accident only she had a married life of 3 years now she had one girl and one boy . Her figure will be 42-30-38 her tits are very big but she looks a lot younger than her. I imagined strong male hand instead of mine and the pleasure was doubled. I kneaded my breasts massaging them slowly and steadily. I felt them grow with the caressing and my nipples started to grow. I watched the buds grow and become erect. They were hard now, stood about half inch from the beautiful pink aureoles below. The veins on the fleshy globes now turgid with the blood supply looked prominent and I traced my finger over them. I caught my breasts in my hands and brought them up so that. I lay down on top of her mashing her tits against my chest. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my back. My feet are at the foot of the bed. With all the moving around, my huge dick never left the comfort of her hot liquid cunt. " Are you ready to fuck?" " Oh my God..." was all she could murmur. I slide my hands down and grab her ass checks and lift my hips. I pause a minute as I look into her somewhat frightened eyes, then I slam my cock deep into her and she screams from.