The evening was also very romantic; it was the winter evening with slow rain and it was also fogy. For how much time we kissed I don’t remember, whe... we realized that what’s going on between us we separated from each other.We went our homes and us time humaray beech khamoshi the. In the mid night, I received the sms from her “Thanks for everything”. I got shocked and not replied her. Next day we again met and chit chatting as our routine. When she dropped me at my destination and I was about. My eyes drank in every inch of the young woman’s body, knowing that the curves I saw would soon become much more dramatic and mature. When the shorts she wore pushed over her round butt bubbles and slid down her beautifully tanned and tapered legs, my breath caught. The sight of the young quim and the padding over her pubic bone and the shallow depressions out her prominent hip bones was almost more captivating than the thin slit down the middle of that swell of a camel toe.She helped her. "You fed me all that crap about wanting to wait until you were married. I treated you like a lady and never touched you below the neck or above the knee and the whole time you were screwing William's socks off. You've been going into the city two or three times a week; now I know why." Trying to gain control of myself, I stopped and took a few deep breaths.Shelley objected saying, "We haven't slept together Jazz. I was serious about waiting until I got married." Bullshit Shelley, don't piss. "I love the beach. Do you come here often?" she asked."First time since my wife passed away 2 years ago," he replied and turned back to his book."I'm sorry to hear that. My husband passed away three years ago and it is very lonely," she countered. "Do you live around here?" She asked."Yes, I live over in Cape Coral," he answered, and again he resumed reading.Trying to find a topic of common interest, she persisted, "Do you like pussy cats?"With that, the man dropped his book, came over to her.