"When a very rich man is polite and very attentive to a widow who is, by comparison, penniless, then he usually wants only one thing. In your case I w...ndered if it was Susan that you wanted, rather than me, but you haven't shown the slightest inclination in that direction. The decision about whether to let you take me to bed was more or less made after you left on the night Susan went to her friend's birthday party, and it was confirmed when I accepted your invitation for this holiday and. I was not what I am now - I was born a male, and was trained as ayeshiva scholar, like your grandson. Like him, I was called an illui, agenius, and a great future was predicted for me. At the age of 20, amatch was arranged between me and Golda, the only granddaughter of themiracle-worker Rebbe Mendel of Provishch. Our marriage was, of course,consummated and in due time our daughter Hassia was born. Two monthsafter her birth, tragedy struck. My wife, may her memory be blessed, washit by the. I gasped for air - glad that I was sitting! At the same time you fumbled at your cleavage with your right hand, in my drowsiness I could not see what you were doing in the dark. Then I felt your bare skin on my hand, urging me to caress your breast that shone whitely in the partial shade. The areola was large and very dark, your nipple did not fall behind mine in its hardness. And it was also clear to me now that I saw your bare chest: this was not a breast, this was a tit! You must have at. As I was doing this we started to kiss and I felt his soft warm tongue touching mine once again. It felt as if it was my first kiss with him all over again. He then started moving his hips back and forth a little. I started getting so turned on again. The more he moved his hips the more my pussy filled with wetness. My insides started tingling and my cervix started to throb. I needed this man to fuck me yet again.I felt a very slow build of what could be an explosion happening inside me. I.