She says I have never came like that so I ask her are you really a virgin. She tells me no but I did not want you to think I was a slut. I said no hon...y I would never think that. She says that she started masturbating when she was 14 and found out that she could squirt about a year ago by mistake with a vibrator. She asks me if I would fuck her I said I am not sure that it would be a good idea. She says please she says that she just wants to feel my big cock buried in her tight little twat. I. I mustered some courage and told her what i felt.Me: Yes. You look better now with great shapes. * i winked*.She: Thank you, Khanna. *sheepish smile*.She placed her hands on mine and looked me in her eyes. And the bell rang. Her hubby came back with liquor bottles. And she was left high and dry.She went on to Kitchen and started making some snacks for us. She asked what i would like to have for dinner. I’ve told her anything would be fine. She was preparing dinner. Me and her husbands were. Only her assiduous destruction of its scouts had kept it from what she considered her lands. Her small herd of goats helped, eating new growth with relish, but they alone were not enough. She did not enjoy blighting a living organism, but lantana was a serious problem and it had to be done.Away to the south, her nearest neighbour was miles distant – and meetings were infrequent: special occasions still coloured with an undercurrent of fear resulting from the plagues that had nearly scoured all. Like a raving lunatic, she comes up the stairs behind me shouting and bawling, that if I don’t clean up my bedroom, then I will have no bedding to sleep in tonight and cant use my P.C until the mess is sorted out. That is my space, she has no right to invade it. Ok I do admit even I was surprised by the amount of rubbish under my bed, sweet wrappers ,paper ,dried up socks, dirty boxers etc, But if she was a proper Mum then she would tidy up more often, None of my friends have to tidy their.