I took my erection in my hand and guided it up to her, looking into her eyes as I did so. I grinned as I saw her eyes were closed in lust. I angled my...body upwards as I slipped inside her, and Molly’s eyes flew open as she groaned loudly. My hands switched to gripping Molly’s hips as they worked their way towards cupping an ass cheek in each hand.“Trust me.” I grunted. Molly got the memo immediately and relied on my strength as she hugged me with her legs. She she pressed her legs into my back,. The only thing she had was a kind heart, filled with giving and honest aspirations. As the years went by, Emily turned her life around, the girl she once was became the woman she is. Emily worked in a flower shop, where each day was filled with Mother Earth’s beautiful creations. She enjoyed what she did for the simple fact that flowers were usually given for occasions of love, remembrance, and thinking of you. The life of Emily rose was a comfortable one, until the day he walked into her life.. There were other mementos of past boyfriends as well. I read aloud some passages from her diary to her complete embarrassment."You are a bad, bad man, sir," she said."You sound like Peppermint Patty" I asked."Oh yes sir, that's me! Peppermint Patty in bondage!" she said laughing.I laughed with her as I kept going through her things. They were not as revealing as I had hoped. They painted a picture of a reasonably happy, friendly girl, though one with all the typical fears and neuroses.I looked. As we chatted away I found her to be quite religious and her husband was a tyrant, made her feel useless etc. Somehow I steered the conversation round to sex and she said “John hasn’t shown any interest for years” she looked glum as she said it.“That’s a shame” I replied as I looked at her she wasn’t too bad looking for her age, “Do you know how old I am” she said “No” “Well I’m 72” “Well you don’t look it” I replied, she smiled again. As the discussion moved on she let it slip that she liked.