It brought back memories of David and our romance. C asked for more and more stories about his parents' romances. The old restaurant is still there wi...h a new name, of course. We had a nice dinner and re-enacted the night David proposed to me. You will be shocked that our reenactment included parking on Schwab's hill. We did almost everything ... Almost. And it was lovely. Then home again, where he proposed and then carried me to bed.I don't know how I got into that girdle. I have to take off a. A few months past and Debbie left to live with Dave and a new girl rented the other room Rose a lot older but friendly enough didn’t really fancy her as still had Debbie on my mind, one night as Yvonne and I was in the living room watching TV Rosie came in, sitting down opposite me in her night clothes, she was drunk and nearly out of it, as she slowly drifted off to sleep her legs parted showing a huge bushy pussy I looked in amazement never seeing so much hair around a pussy before her top. Smith, she prepared herself a strong gin and tonic. A voice within spoke severely and urgently to her. She paused, the glass only half way to those sweet and ever gently smiling lips. With a sense of utter amazement at her own bizarre and frightening behaviour, she carried the glass out to the kitchen and poured its contents down the sink. Things were soon to get worse - a lot worse!Returning to her lounge, she opened the drinks cabinet. One by one, each and every bottle was opened and its. With that ‘builder guy’ picked up the pace, “fucking hell, this feels good” I thought, I couldn’t change anything now, so all my attention turned back to ‘builder guy’. This was so hot, he was fucking me harder and harder, my legs were spread as wide as I could get them, and he was penetrating me so deep. I could feel that I was close, I could feel my pussy starting to really tingle, I knew I was about to cum. I pushed my hips into him, he thrust faster and faster, and started to tense his.