Hair unkempt, what looked like yesterday’s shirt on, Stan had clearly not taken time this morning to look in a mirror. His face lacked animation, hi... eyes lacked sparkle. Elizabeth felt sad, and a little afraid. Stan, it seemed, was re-entering his depression, and she’d been the only person he’d told of his ‘Night with the Pills’ as he’d put it. She really hoped he didn’t get that bad again. ‘Maybe it’s just a bad morning,’ she thought. Later it was clear that it wasn’t just a bad morning. Stan. I wanted to see it so bad! After a minute of this he undid his pants and quickly grabbed my ponytail and then pushed my head down to his dick, it was so hard and big and black, I started to lick it immediately. My gosh what am I doing??????? Sucking a young, big, hard bbc mmmmmmmmm. (He is only28 I am 46)I licked it for a while and then Joseph reached into my sweatpants and started rubbing my pussy now sopping wet pussy (I hate panties and did not have any on). I quickly moved to where he could. After contemplating the events up to now, I stood and adjusted my now-renewed, stiff cock.I took another hour to finish mowing the backyard, pulling weeds and adding mulch as needed. By the time I finished, it was late afternoon, and I felt drained and horny as I headed to the house. Going straight to my room, I stripped off my shorts and wrapped a towel around my waist. I grabbed my swim trunks and went to take a shower. Nearing the bathroom, I heard moaning above the running water and took a. I lied on the bed and took my mobile. I replied to John, “Hi John, sorry for the delay. Kaveri here”, Instantly I got the reply ” no issues ma’am, had dinner?”. I felt some wild and exciting feeling throughout my body and continued the conversation. After 30 minutes of chatting, I heard a doorbell and realized my hubby is back. I said goodnight to John and opened the door.Next day morning, while taking bath, I was thinking about John, about what he would have thought about me and what would he.