Anyways back to the one week. We had a good understanding (which was good, till we had to spend 6 months together in a different country).Our flight w...s on Monday, September 1, 2003, early morning. My husband knew that I would be gone for 6 months, ok he could visit London but still 6 months are 6 months.As the flight was Monday early morning, my husband wanted to fuck me Saturday night. I used pills for birth control to prevent pregnancy at that stage because I had one night stands or open. ” “Share a beer with me?” she asks. “I would love nothing more M. Now eat, you said you were starving,” I reply, as I spoon some salad on her plate. I take a slice of cheddar and place it on one of the quarter slices of the bagel. I lift it to her mouth. She looks at me for a few seconds, and then opens her mouth. I place it between her teeth. She bites a piece off of and eats it. “Okay, now I’m happy, I’ll get us a cold beer now,” I tell her. I take a bottle of beer from my fridge and. I stand up to support her but leave my fingers in her cunt, enjoying the sensations as her muscles milk my fingers. Once she has got the strength back in her legs, I pull out my fingers and push them into her mouth so she can taste her beautiful self. Her tongue laps at her juices hungrily, sucking the cream clean from my fingers. Go out and dry yourself little one. I usher her out of the shower and finish washing and shampooing my hair, although I am horny as hell, I have other ideas I want to. I looked up and winked at my signed photo of Clint, cigar hanging out of the side of his mouth, hat blocking out only enough sun that he still had to squint.It was an actual film plate from The Good, The Bad and the Ugly—don’t anyone think they can tell me any character was a good person in that film. I scored it from an editor I knew back in the day. Back when the drink hadn’t taken hold of me yet, and I was worth a fuck lot more than now.Singing. Damn, Candy actually has…she’s got a beautiful.