I ride two hundred and sixty miles with you, and you already know more about me than I thought I knew about myself.”“You’re a beautiful young wo...an, Julie. You attract, men and women alike, of all ages, and you may as well get used to it... “Now – I want you to buy five sets of denim work shirts and jeans. Get the tight fittin’ jeans if you’re going to ride. You know the reason for that. Get yourself a couple of denim jackets - and one heavy denim, wool lined, work coat. It’ll get cold soon and. My husband hadn’t been using my pussy enough or wasn’t doing me much good when he did, so “Why not?” I wasn’t going to leave my husband or deny him my body or anything like that so I figured what I did was my own business.Walter had given me his business card and after a few days I texted him with a good time to call. When he did he was very apologetic and said he hoped I felt okay about what happened. He was also married but horny so I guess our stars were aligned. I asked him to meet me after. Debby sat at the dining room table brooding over a cup of tea and casting a morose look at the weather monitor mounted on the wall. The outside temperature had not risen much above the nineteen degrees at which it had stood since she had been awakened again by her daughter's disturbed dreams.Her Pagan beliefs said every season was special and necessary in the yearly cycle. That morning, however, she found little to enjoy about winter. She was desperate to perform a ritual which would better. I always dreamed how he would feel against me, inside me… Moving up over me, he blocks the rain with his body as he moves between my legs. ‘I don’t know how long we have till he’s home, I want this to go all night…and one day it will…’ I feel his hardness making its way up my thigh, I want to feel him inside me so bad. I whimper again, grasping at his shoulders as I feel him place the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy, hesitating only but a second before he begins to slowly slide.