Harry Landers had always been proud of his years in the shipyard. The long hours had supported his obsessive wife and two sons through the family year... with a sufficient income to afford the necessities with ease. He had watched his boys turn into men and disappear over the horizon towards their destiny as his wife became increasingly frigid and antisocial. One morning in one of her frequent bursts of rage, her overtaxed heart burst, leaving him to weather his final years alone and lonely. He. Kneading his shoulders she kissed his chest and took a bite on his nipple, suckling on it all the while she grinds her hips against his dick lubing it with her own juices. His hands ran through her hair and down to her luscious curves. Continuing her assault on his body, she added to his sensing by moaning as she sucked and kissed on his body sending vibrations through tingling his nerve ends. She grinded against him with her whole body enticing him to feel her body more. Her gentle ebony waves. I open the curtains and set the heater so it will stay warm. Pull off my jeans and shirt and crawl in the rack. "Let me know if it gets to warm up there and I'll turn the heat down," I say as I'm crawling in my bunk. "I think I'll be fine," She tells me. As I lay there thinking about the situation I've gotten myself into, I reflect on how sexy Jamie is, as I have said earlier she is not drop dead gorgeous but she is a nice looking woman, maybe 5'4 or 5'5", a hundred ten soaking wet, long light. No problem as we both go to the same bus stand. The crowd is getting smaller. Now Sahan and myself in the bus with only four other people. I walked away from him and sat on a sheet. He also came to my sheet and sat down. After a while he came to my face and tasted my lips. Then I started to send his lips all over my body. I had to obey Sahan. Gradually, he put his hand on my sari and put it in his mouth. I understand the juice is flowing. Sahan smells so low there. After a while we got down.