But more importantly than that, now that I had finally met David and Crystal, it was time that I finally met Steven. To begin with, it had been one of...Darlene's suggestions that I do, and soon. She told me to explain to him what my own situation was, since he'd been through a similar loss himself. Though unlike me, soon to be divorced, according to Darlene, Steven had lost his wife due to a long suffering illness. He hadn't remarried afterwards, unable to find anyone he was as compatible with,. Pretty soon he was massaging her ass cheeks and we could all see that she was starting to move around a little and was rubbing her mound on the table top. At the same time her legs spread apart some and we, as well as the young guy, could see her beautiful slit and see the shine of her juices. He kept massaging her ass for a while and then moved his hands up to the sides of her rib cage and massaged the sides of her tits and even let his fingers slide under her a little as she lay still on the. It was not “safe” anymore, but maybe dangerous and that thought seemed to arouse me even more so now that there was an element of danger to it. My hand on the door, there was a two-inch gap between the door and the other closed door and still not knowing if I was going to go through with this, I felt another hand, large and warm cover my hand. I stilled and my breath caught in my throat, I might even have whimpered, but the hand was gentle and a voice whispered from the inside very softly, “Ah. Maybe I didn't wantto. This guy was filling me completely with his dick, and all I could saywas "please."He took to fucking me. He dicked me aggressively, like you do when you aredeep into a passionate fuck. He pistoned in and out of me. I began to archmy back to meet his thrusts. I could feel my ass opening up, and myprostrate squeezing off the head of his dick. I thought to myself that thiswas a hot fuck...it's just that I was the one who was taking it.As he got into his rhythm, my pain and.