Norma and I checked into the motel and were running late to the funeral service. I put on my black slacks, white dress shirt and black tie. Norma sque...zed into a see thru black blouse, a black lacy bra, a super short black shirt, black nylons, a black garter belt, black high heels and no wore panties. She wore enough perfume to kill a cat. It's a outfit no woman her size and age should wear but in my head she looked fucking hot. During the service we were lighty holding hands and Norma. However, this has affected our family and not in a good way."I was embracing her and keeping her from getting up and bolting."What do you mean, you aren't against homosexuality? The church specifically forbids it!" The church forbids what we are doing, I remember something about lying down with another mans wife," I said."Thou shalt not commit adultery Exodus 20:14," she said."Romans 12:9 – Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good," I evoked. "I cling to you because I love. I immediately bent down and wandered my lips on her pussy to find her clit she was already wet and tasted salty.Slowly and slowly she was loosing her composure and started to move her pussy in my face so that my tongue could penetrate more inside her. Then I took her and laid her on the bed and I fondled the breasts to my fullest pleasure. I squeezed them, I molested them, playing fondly with each nipple.Her breasts bobbed with delight and they juggled as she protested with participation. I. She looked well practised flipping her long skirt up her back and exposed her bare arse. I ran my hand up her stocking covered leg and on to her fanny, hand fully stretched I took hold of her hairy fanny feeling the hanging lips squash in to my palm. My hand not big enough to contain all of her hairy fanny in one feel.Sue started to rock on my hand until she had my middle finger slipping between her lips and prodding her clit. This lonely widow was certainly wanting sex and I did not feel so.