’ Swallowing hard, he looked into her soft green eyes and found his voice. ‘I guess I just don’t understand why you would be so upset about Jarr...d. I mean, he left you, and….’ He saw her eyes darken slightly at that. ‘I’m not expressing myself well.’ ‘I know what you’re asking, Brad.’ She snuggled her head into the junction of his neck and shoulder and took a shuddering breath before answering. ‘What I hope you’ll understand about me is that once I care about someone, I don’t stop. If I tell. I am always ready for woman who is not truly satisfied by her husband and cannot tell her wild thoughts to her husband she can come to me, I will promise her that she will be addicted to my cock. My email address is ,They can chat with me if they want I m online in yahoo messenger. Ok, I start my story, it is real experience, one day when I was in shopping mall and going down in lift , while one beautiful and hot woman entered in , she was looking very sad, I have seen some tears in her eyes,. Walking alone and looking lost, i stopped to chat her up. "Wheres Willam?" i asked as i rolled up. She took a second remembering me and said "Oh hello" with a big smile. "Will's dead a few years now. Just selling off the collection finally" she said with a glassy whimsical look in her eyes. She was stunning for her age, around 70, pale, piercing blue eyes, still strong colored natural blonde hair, a thin nordic woman that dressed as if it were 1940; sporting a white outfit i remember seeing. As soon as we reached the motel, he became a monster. He slapped me very hard several time and called me all sorts of names. He made me strip, the first time I'd ever done that in front of a man, and he stuck his finger into me to see if I was trying to hide the pellet."Once he was convinced that I wasn't hiding it, he stopped hitting me but he never stopped berating me. However, by that point his words had little effect. I needed to pass the first pellet. I expected to be given a honey pot to.