Her husband always made sure that he and his boys did something special for her to show their appreciation for everything she did for them. She loved ...he men in her life and was happy to have them all. She thought of her stepsons as her own and knew they saw her as their mom just as much as their real one.It was rocky going at first. Jillian met her husband when he was in the middle of a tricky divorce and the boys were not happy to see a new woman in their father's life. It was like the last. She tried to ignore the strange rustlings and squeaks in the undergrowth, although the loud “ter-wit” of an owl somewhere above her head almost made her turn back. But she thought of Deborah, frustrated and miserable, tossing and turning in her bed back in the village, and she pressed onwards. Now she had started, it would be shameful to turn back.The lane curved left, and she could see the church in front of her, surrounded by a grove of trees. The squat tower was silhouetted against the. " He flashed that warm smile that always reduced her to a puddle. "Brendan's right. I've been a little too insular lately."And with that, Gabi worked Tom into a corner, with every intention of monopolizing his company for the rest of the evening. For the next hour and a half they huddled, as she sought to learn everything she could about him. She discovered how his parents had divorced when he was very young, that he was close to his mother and that, like Gabi, he was an only child. She told. Is it just fantasy? Or do you want it to really happen? "I would like to spread my legs for you and feel your big dick in my pussy. But I don't know. Mike and I both have those fantasies. But we have never carried out our fantasies. What makes you think he would like it to happen?" "Mike likes to watch." "I know about his watching fantasies. I just told you." "It is not fantasy. He really likes to watch. He has watched me." "How has he watched you? Has he watched you and your wife? " Lynn.