“Dieter, are you suggesting we marry?”“I ... I guess I am,” Dieter replied. “Will you marry me when we finish our service time, the army for...me and wherever they assign you?”“Oh ... wow!” Gisela gasped. “Are you serious?”“You and me together,” Dieter replied. “We can make a proper family for Horst. I don’t want to spend my life with anyone else.”“My father won’t like this,” Gisela warned.“Will you spend your life with me?” Dieter repeated. “I love you and want this to last forever.”“I love you. Being attracted to older women only makes her more desirable to me. though. Anyway, Mom has been a widow for several years and, although she could probably have her pick of men to marry, she has not. I think she still feels some sort of loyalty to my father. Anyway, there was some family function scheduled in another part of the country which we were invited to. Since she lives only about 2 hours or so from me, I had asked her if she would like to go with me to the affair. She agreed that we. &hellip, He kissed her on the neck as he felt her warm body. His hands went under her sweater and felt her tits bare for the first time. She moaned and grabbed his other hand, and pushed it down her shorts in front. She was in her own heaven now. She squirmed and pretended to struggle a little. His fingers found her clit as she moaned and bucked her ass back into his erection. Her hands were already down his pants and feeling her first erection slowly. …Her pussy began to pulse and fuck his. "I don't care what she wants!" That's part of the problem. Regardless, I don't want you to talk to her." I don't give a fuck what you want either!" Yes, you do." The guitar was in position. I leaned against the wall and touched the strings. The hand she had poised to beat on the door fell to her side. She turned to look at me."You shouldn't frown," I told her. "It's not attractive on you."I smiled at her confusion; she would understand soon enough. "Move away from the door please." Fuck you,.