Her pussy was so gorgeous. I couldn’t wait to sink my cock deep inside it. She took her legs and pulled them up, allowing me to work my cock. I put ...he head against her wet lips, rubbing it up and down, getting it wet with her juices. Then I pushed the head in, making her gasp. I stopped allowing her pussy to accept it. I felt her relax so I started pushing more in, watching it as it stretched her opening, wider and wider. She screamed out, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, your cock is so big. I can feel it. .” I started to break up. She noticed and realized she’d opened a very fresh wound.“I’m sorry, Davey. I am,” said Stacey. “I didn’t mean to hurt...”“No, no, it’s all right, and you’re probably right. But, she is not here and I am alone and I need my daughter and she isn’t there for me. I need her bad, Stacey, and she isn’t there for me in that special way that I need her. I know that maybe doesn’t mean anything to anybody but me, but it is what it is. I need to be first in her heart. Okay,. We exchanged our IDs and were waiting to see each other. I started off by sending her a picture of my abs. She replied it with drool face smiley. It was her turn now. She sent me a picture of her body in a tight red hot erotic bodysuit.Me: Your figure is quite intoxicating.Her: Thanks, not bad so yourself.Me: Are you just walking around in that or you put it on for me?Her: For you! (wink face)Me: I’d love to see it in person.Her: Why don’t you come over then?Me: Text me your addressWith this, I. But you always dash off after pharma, and Sarah was always with me in the bar. So I jostled you.”“Karen, put your robe on and come and sit down.”“What, don’t you want me?”“Yes I do, but I think we need to talk about it first.”He went out and sat back on the settee, and a couple of minutes later she joined him, dressed in the bathrobe he’d loaned her. She sat down beside him and snuggled into his side.“Jon,” she began, “yesterday, when I spilled your pint, I wanted an excuse to talk to you. I’ve.