She kept looking at him knowing it wasn’t Ian’s eyes but wondering what was going to happen at the same time, “what do you want from me” she m...naged to say, as his arm snaked around her waist pulling her dress up, he still didn’t speak, he just pulled at her clothes, she wanted to believe it was Ian but she was not totally convinced.She asked again “what do you want from me? Are you going to **** me?” he nodded his head as releasing her he fell to his knees lifted her dress and pulled her pussy. He was already harder then he had ever been in his life. He was also madder and more hurt then he had ever been. The combined emotions drove him to do what he was planning to.Finally he repositioned himself, stepped closer and pressed the head of his penis to that brown puckered opening that had been calling him for twelve years. His wife now knew for sure what it was he was going to do and tried to move but he held her as he pushed in.She said, "No, please."But he just readied himself again. ’ ‘And you won’t be hurt?’ ‘I’m more hurt about the way you’ve been living. That’s not what I wanted for you ever. I know my death broke your heart. I know I broke my promise to you.’ ‘What promise?’ ‘To grow old with you.’ ‘Oh yeah, that.’ ‘If you can forgive me for this, then I can forgive you for living.’ Chloe looked up at David, and he began to laugh. ‘I want to you to live Chloe. Please.’ ‘Okay David, I promise to live.’ David kissed Chloe softly and held her as she drifted off to sleep.. He had pink nipples, no body hair that I could see. and watching the water run off his soft smooth skin made me hard. The next day, after the sleepover, he changed in front of me, down to his boxer-briefs. His thighs were round, white, lightly freckled, and smooth. His butt was cute. It jiggled when he walked, and i could make out the outlline of his package when the light hit him from the front. He watched me change, down to my striped blue briefs, pretending not to. Later in the summer,.