The dinner conversation ranged from how Bobbi was doing in school, to how both of them were doing since the loss of Fred, Bobbi’s father and Tara’... husband of eighteen years. It had been almost a year since his passing, and while Bobbi seemed to be getting along just fine, her mother on the other hand, still hurt deeply from her loss. Seeing as how her mother was getting a little misty eyed, Bobbi steered the conversation back to her school activities, and Tara immediately seemed to perk back. I did and he eventually came in and saw me sitting there in my gown and again told me I didn't need it any longer. Telling me the nurse had updated me on my history so let's get started having me breath as he checked my heart and lungs commenting on how pretty my bra snd panties were and did you wore such pretty panties for me? he played with my bra strap while checking my heart and lungs and then told me to hop down so he could check out my bottom and prostrate. lubing up his finger he. A growl rumbled in his closed throat as he blasted cum inside her. Trying to hold it back only made it worse. He erupted with a ferocity he hadn’t felt in years.“Yes! Give it to me! Fill me up!” she cried as she felt him pulsing.His hips bucked of their own accord, sending even more hot jets of cum into her depths. The pleasure was so intense that he roared in release, which only encouraged her to stroke him with her clinging pussy. Every vestige of conscious thought vanished, and he. Even the first half a second long kiss on the lips had melted me.The spark between us,I swear,if the lights were off I'm sure it would have been visible.It was so so sweet.A taste of what might yet await.So when my chance came,I grabbed it.It was a Sunday night.Mark was only back from a business trip with that slag Yvonne.I hoped he had got enough sex with her that he wouldn't want to come near me.He had been getting texts all day since he came back on the early flight from where ever the happy.