I will distort a few of the facts so that anyone who might know me won't be sure if it's me. I think I'll call myself Linda. I always thought I looked...like a Linda. I'm between forty-seven and fifty-five years old. I've been married for over twenty-seven years. I have two wonderful kids who are now grown-up with families of their own.I'll start with what happened last year. I caught my husband cheating on me. He's been working over quite a lot and called me to tell me not to wait up for him. She had to stand up and wiggle a lot to get the skinny leather tubes all the way up her legs.The knees of the leather jeans were narrower than her calves, so she had to use both hands to smooth them up and past her sensitive knees. Because the thighs of the jeans are so tight, she again had to grab and pull them until she could finally feel the 'special' centre seam of the soft leather reaching her pussy lips. She had to strain to pull up the zipper.The leather seam in front went right between. When you ejaculate, you unravel into me, be it in my pussy, or on my tongue. It doesn’t matter where. I love to watch you squirt your sweet pearly essence as you writhe about in a blissful agony, completely mine at that very moment. It is incomparable to anything I have ever known. I want the very core of you surrendered onto my tongue, swallowed into my belly. Your hips are moving faster now, driving your cock deeper into my mouth. I suck your cock as best I can, matching your stride by. She knew her twin brother well, they thought alike, and had much the same tastes, particularly in sex. Bob had been fucking her since that fateful night about three years, when he had taken her virginity. Since then, Kelly seemed to sense when he needed sex and vice versa. Not only that, Bobby was regularly fucking their mother too!It had all started about a six months after their father left. He had run off with his secretary, a young girl half his age, and the whole family was devastated. But.