She had a job, a house, a car, family, and yet one area of her life was empty. Love. She could go to work, sure. What about when she got home? Her who...e family seemed to have their life partners. They were happy and had kids. Claire felt like an outcast in her own family. She did not think that she was bad looking. She had a figure most woman would kill for, long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and dressed somewhat nice most of the time. As she got up that morning, she was not that enthusiastic. .” She continues her hard long strides across my dick, her pussy lips spread around the long shaft. Her pussy juices let her tight cunt slide easily. I moan in my own pleaser, what I would give to be able to use my whole body and fuck her right. She props herself up on the bed with her knees, stands my dick straight up and lowers herself slowly onto it. It’s slow and torturous as her pussy spreads little by little. She looks into my eyes and bits her lips, well aware of the pleasurable pain. Pat would then offer it at half-price to the brothers on easy repayment terms. Drew was still considering it.“Your father ordered that replacement engine before he died, you know.”“Yeah, I know,” Alan admitted. It wasn’t common knowledge, but it wasn’t that much of a secret either and he’d noticed that Drew had become pretty pally with Old Pat of late so assumed it must have come up in the conversation.“Da had banked on still drawing his pension to pay for it and him going so quick at the end,. “ What time is it?” I gazed at the clock on the mantelpiece.“WOW it’s after 2 in the morning!”“The night is still young darling, Saturday means not having to do much and us girls are here to party she laughed.”She led us into the kitchen and from the fridge she produced a bottle of something.“Champagne?”“No darling, Prosecco ,next best thing”Still feeling heady and tipsy from the whisky I hoped I wouldn’t get too drunk. As the cork popped she poured 2 flutes of the cold sparkling wine. CHINK!.