I even spoke to you at her funeral, but you were clearly distracted.”“Sorry, Connie, that day’s a complete blur. I don’t remember seeing anyon....”Connie squeezed my hand and kept hold of it. I had tears well up in my eyes, but fought them back, checking that Katie was still playing safe and ‘Karate’ occupied at the nearby shop.“Sorry about Freddie, Con, I really liked him.”I played Sunday golf with her husband Freddie Evans until seven years ago. He told me that he was diagnosed with a virulent. We smiled again and then she finally asked me to come up and have another round of coffee with her at first I said no in my mind but then I thought nothing like it.We went upstairs she started to make coffee her house was very untidy things kept here and there her clothes hanging her bras panties hanging here and there she just said sorry for the messy house.As she went inside the kitchen I stood up and started to smell her bra and panty which was hanging on the rope. She came out after 2 3. I wanted to feel his cock inside my pussy forget about the jerking off on me. My panties was soaked and I was staring at his cock inside his pants. He had on sweatpants. He asked me if I wanted to see it. I licked my lips when he said that. I said no I have to go. He talked dirty to me the entire walk. I listened. I asked him how far is his brothers store. We walked 2 blocks and there it was. It was still open but one of the gates was down. He spoke in spanish to a couple of guys behind. “Oh, Mr. Mayor, yes!” Lauren moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, your husband... Oh, my, he's not afraid to eat cunt.”I popped my mouth off. “Something we both have in common. You?”Lauren licked her lips. “Never done it.”I winked at her. “You won't be able to say that after we're done with you.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Steve DaviesI devoured Lauren's sweet pussy juices as she shuddered from my wife's statement. Lauren moaned, “I won't. I'll lick your pussy out, Linda.”Lauren then did something naughty..