“I love you so much,” I finished with a whisper as I saw her smile and move to the bed laying down on it. I watched as Izzy ran her hands over her...sides and cupped her breasts as she opened her legs.I moved to her and ran my hands over her legs as I started to kiss her thighs softly, moving my kisses slowly towards her dripping pussy. She wriggled slightly as she enjoyed my soft kisses. Her fingers gripped my hair as she pulled my head away and looked at me with lust and love.“No teasing, no. While kissing itself, he let go of my blouse hooks and removed my blouse in a jiffy.Then he started pressing my boobs and praised me, saying, “You have a very nice pair of boobs, dear.” Then he removed my saree and lehenga (petticoat) also. There I am lying naked in front of my FIL.He looked at my unused pussy. It was fully covered with hair. Then he went down to my pussy and kept his middle finger in my pussy. He started moving his finger slowly in and out of my pussy. I was enjoying his. “I never told him.” She said. “I couldn’t break his heart. He died in a car accident my sophomore year. I couldn’t even go to the funeral.” “Do I look like him?” I asked. Not looking to be a replacement for what she had lost. “Not at all you are taller, stronger, and with much darker hair. I like the beard too.” She smiled roguishly. “It’s you I want, not him. I want you to fuck me like the dirty girl I am.”“You are beautiful.” I said. “A little rough around the edges right now, but beautiful. After so many years together, Bob was devastated. He gave up; he wanted to join his soulmate, his reason for living. Their children, James and Sally, had lives of their own with their families, James and family were in Denver, Sally and Jeff and their brood lived in California, while Bob and Karen had settled in central Texas after Bob retired from the military.Now, Bob just sat in his chair, with the TV on, but not really watching it. He was reliving all the great memories of his life with.