Each one provided clues to her personality, and John was intrigued by the woman he was learning about. He couldn’t shake this feeling, crazy though ...t seemed, that he was falling in love with this girl. How could that be? How was it possible for him to feel so intensely for someone he had never met? Her letters never contained a return address, never a clue as to why they were being addressed to him. Every time he received one, John would write a response. He saved all of these letters, tied in. I lead her to the master bath laying a towel on the counter. She unlatches my belt and I slip out of my shorts as I help her out of her dress and unclasp her bra out fall two magnificent tits with large suckable nipples mmmm they must be at least 36C.I help her up on the counter and suck on her nipples mmmm yes they are wonderfull I slide two fingers into her wet and gooey cunt how warm wet and tight it is mmm I slowly start banging her as I kiss her breast first one then the other then up to. Sobbing, Jenny wiped a tear from her face as she put her arms down. For a forty year old woman, she could have easily passed for a woman who was half that, except for her dignity. For all the humiliation of having been stripped of her clothes, she still had the grace and dignity of a queen. Her hours of running had kept every ounce of fat from her body. She had the muscle tone of Dana Torres. Her suntan seemed to frame the alabaster white cleft at the top of her legs.Her vagina had been shaved. Anyway that Friday morning we packed her Range rover sport up with her paper work and bags and we set off to London , I was happy just to be driving a brand new range rover to be honest . We arrived in london a couple of hours later and checked into a fancy hotel , we had separate rooms , once we had put our belongings in the rooms we had something to eat and headed off for her meeting . I had to sit outside the room for over 3 hours while they all chatted away and filled in their forms ,.