With nothing to lose by a positive reply, I added my e-mail address and thought no more about I being sanguine as to there being unlikely to lead anyw...ere.Two days later a strange e-mail address popped up in my in-box which I opened warily to find that Stan as it turns out that he was called, had replied, giving their itiniery and that they would be staying locally to me for two nights and repeating the invitation but also to join them for dinner. Checking my diary indicated the Thursday. " No, no need at all. Have you an envelope I can use to mail in acontribution? My husband and I don't like to ...well ...it's noreflection on you, but...." I understand, ma'am. In fact we're not allowed to collect moneydirectly. But I would appreciate it if you'd mail yourcontributiom today in this ...." Thank you. I'm delighted to help!"And as I took the envelope from him I grazed my bright redfingernails across his knuckles, all the while gazing approval andadmiration into his clear blue. Have an ice cream, may be. I went up to my room, washed up and changed. It was fun – going through my sister’s underwear, her skirts, shorts and shirts.I decided on a pair of blue shorts and a sleeveless green top. The shorts ended even before the middle of my thigh – they felt kinda sexy. I thought about wearing underwear but decided against it – putting on a bra was too much effort.So I took some money and went out in the midday sun – it was really hot. I walked down to the ice cream parlour. He’s quick with his job and a couple more thrusts later I can feel his penis throbbing inside my uterus, I can feel the tip of his penis hardened fully when he pulls out to shove back in, I feel his body spasm against me and feel his fat belly press hard against my back before he rams in for the final time and shoots his own hot load of cum deep inside me.Billy pulls out and I turn around to look at him, he’s already turned and heading back for the trough to eat.At first I’m petrified, thinking.