It seemed that french kissing was not part of her repertoire but her thin old lips parted to allow my tongue access to her mouth and I made the most o... it, tasting her lipstick and sliding my tongue in and out of her mouth in clear imitation of a cock entering a cunt.I pushed her gently back so she was sitting on the edge of her bed. I unzipped my jeans and hauled out my rock-hard cock. Betty was looking off to the side – steadfastly looking everywhere but at my face or my cock. I held her by. This was going on for quite some time.She is very frank with me & tells me everything.Once the boy invited my wife to his hostel where he was staying & that day he fucked my wife & my wife told me that she couldn’t resist him & she accepted him & there after they both had sex regularly & my wife told me that she really likes him & she wants to continue to meet him & if he insists she will sleep with him.Dear Anjali you know this is my problem, if she liked a guy & wants to sleep with him it’s. Stop!... Don’t... Stop!” jolting with each cry. Her pussy pulsed around my cock as I jammed it inside her. I kept fucking her, making sure she felt each thrust. Silently, she lay there with her mouth open, eyes focusing on the sky above us. She twitched and shuddered a few more times below me as I felt one last little pulse around my cock. Gently, easing my cock out of her well-used pussy, I moved myself up until I was straddling her ribs. Flora lay there underneath me, flushed and. .. and they just gave it to you?" she asked."No, my parents were killed in a car accident. We sold the house, and kept the RV and Hummer. We are heading to our home in California with our friends. The trailer has stuff, we wanted to keep," Maria said as she took my hand."Ok, now what can you tell me about the murders?" My wife's friend, Jenny; and our friend, Vickie; had already gone inside to buy snacks. Vickie came out with the coffee for all of us while Jenny used the bathroom. Then this.