In a couple of weeks it would be 7 years since her husband’s death but she still couldn’t find the strength to move on. She was a gorgeous woman, ...er juicy curvy body and her beautiful face were always the centre of attention everywhere she went. Being so wanted and knowing that every man was extremely jealous of her husband was very flattering for her. All that before that terrible night. It was one day after her 32th birthday when that horrible accident changed her life forever . Their son,. I shudder, I can’t think of anything worse than having yourself invaded like that. I can’t say this though, Kat will think I don’t like boys, well I don’t have many as friends, but I find them attractive and things. Its not like I prefer girls. “Nah” I say shaking my head “its not for me yet”“Fine” she laughs “More cock for me!”“Feel free to have my share Kat, you’re obsessed” “Am not!” She cries thumping me over the head with a settee pillow.I try to stay at Kats longer but when she starts to. I know you’ve found one, you always save the best for last, no matter if we’re in bed or on the phone.”“I’d love to be there with you now, but I have a date with a certain Stewart County Sheriff’s Department Employee - Elizabeth Evans at 5:00.”“Do you really? Have you dated her before?”“Only once. We went to the Country Club and ate, then we went over to stay a few hours at a room I have leased in Stewart.”“You have a room leased there? Is their a back door?”“That’s the first thing she asked,. Mouth feasting. Hungry. Demanding. Insistent.Beth slips a hand between Daisy's thighs, a companion to my own trapped hand; furious and attentive as it flutters about my aching clit. Dipping repeatedly into the wetness of my sex, running northbound, coating, teasing, circling, flicking, my back arched, hips raised, thighs wide, drenched in expectation, need and want.Daisy is humping. Hips grinding atop the fingers. Head thrown back. Eyes sightlessly staring at nothingness. Her watermelon bust.