She described Jane as smart and very pretty. It seemed Jane was married to a man that never gave her what she needed. Susan said Jane needed sex. “S...e needs a good fuck.” She said with a giggle.This caught me by surprise, as I didn’t think she, (Susan), would use that kind of language. I was even more surprised, when she suggested I might be the one to ‘fuck’ her. By this time, we already consumed two bottles of wine and were feeling really good. I said, I didn’t want to ‘date’ her friend,. Having undressed, I put on my bathrobe before flopping onto my bed where I sobbed into the pillow until there were no more tears left. It felt like sand had replaced moisture in my ducts. Grief is exhausting, and crying always made me tired as well as providing the mother of all headaches.I fell asleep at some point, sheer exhaustion overtaking me. My mind shut off, like a window blind being pulled down to block out the dark of the night. Self-preservation, I suppose.Anyway, I awoke to. She responded more freely as well, moaning audibly into my mouth as she let go of her fears. My kiss moved to her neck after getting a good taste of her sweet lips. A gasp and her clutching my head with her hand told me that this was a hot spot for her–a fact I locked safely away in my memory for her!Taking another liberty with her, I slowly spun her around so her back was to me. I kissed her again on the neck as my hands moved up her arms to her shoulders.I deftly unclipped the fastener that. Me uski gand par spank mare ja raha tha aur chode ja rha tha. Uski gand me apne hatho se spank kar raha tha aur apne lode ko jor jor se andar bahar karne laga. Ab me jhar ne wala tha to mene sheena se kaha im cumming baby, tu meri malai kaha chati hai.Sheena: mere boobs pe daal de puri malai teri.Me: aahhhhh aaaahhhh babyyy im cummminggggggSheena: yea aahhh cum cum on me.Mene apna land hath me liya aur jor jor se hilane laga aur uske dono boobs k bich me apna land daal kar age piche karne laga..