I ask, handing the picture back, ‘He was a military man?’ ‘Yes, he died a few years into the war. He died a hero, so they tell me. That was my T...m, always charging in to save the day, guns blazing.’ Watching the waitress clutch the photo to her heart, before putting it back into her pocket. ‘Oh I’m so sorry,’ I say quickly scanning for a name tag, ‘Edna.’ ‘It was twenty years ago next month, that I received a call from Tim’s mother telling me of his passing. We were set to be married, and. Oh, dear God, you feel so good inside me. I love the way you stretch my pussy. You make me tingle all over. We have an appointment next Tuesday afternoon. Is that okay? Ohhh, sweet mother of God—you feel so damned good.” She began a slow rhythm, one that I knew from sweet experience would increase in pace over the next ten minutes until we were rutting like wild beasts. That was pretty much what happened—several times that evening. We never did get to eat our hero sandwiches, but I. I apologize. It’s only natural. In fact, it’s a tribute to you.” “I could tell you were getting aroused. My husband is very average from what I have been told. But, you seem to be a pretty big man. I’ve only been with him during my life since I don’t have anything to compare it with.” “So, you have never been with a man that has a large penis before?” “No, I guess not. Well….. my husband DOES have this fascination with big dicks. Maybe, that’s a guy thing. He bought this big dildo that he likes. As I pushed my face into her pussy I could hear a loud gasp from her. She just lost her senses as I started playing her cunt with my lips. I kept it slow as it was the first experience for her. I slowly pushed my middle and index finger inside her vagina. It went inside smoothly. Kept both act slowly in a rhythm and she came again . I felt a gush of warm fluids on my fingers with her loud moans.I left her to feel the bliss for few minutes. My sweet mother in law the lady whom I call Amma in.