Are—you—still—seeing—mister asshole?" I enunciated each word. Anger was boiling up inside of me."Chester, yes we see each other occasionally, ...ut it's not like you think. He isn't fucking me. Not that," she said. "Not ever again that, I promise you." Then what? Why do you see the man that put me behind bars?" I said."Chester, I needed someone to hold on to while you were inside that awful place; I felt so guilty. I was losing my mind. I couldn't work—hold a job. I wasn't lying when I said I've. Last night, he had completely dominated her; she was his completely, and even though he had been masterful, there was still that certain gentleness with her... a respect... a true love that made him something special to her. True, Buzz and Andy were past masters at seducing a woman... making her want it, in spite of herself, but her husband had loved her all the way. It was a delicious, rapturous memory, and before she knew it, she felt the moistness between her legs and a slow, building warmth. She was walking with a basket in the supermarket and I was hiding behind the bread section watching with intense interest.Josie had been my social worker for a year or so after my brush with the legal system and had done much to help me. I used to think of her often at that time and for some months after my period of probation came to an end. She was getting on a little - well into her late thirties - but it always gave me a thrill to see her wearing tight fitting clothes. She had a very. I took my fingers and felt around the outside off her pussy, gently felling her pussy lips. Then I stated to move into her pussy with my fingers. First my index finger and then both my index and middle finger. Pussy juice stated to cover the out side over pussy. I began to start licking her pussy lips flicking them with my tongue. I moved my tongue into her pussy. She began to moan getting deeper breaths and we went along. I fingered her and licked her pussy at the same time. For about anther.