Why do you want to share my sorrow? She was looking deeply into my eyes as she asked the question I didn’t know what to reply and I just expressed t...e words as they formed on my lips. “Because I don’t like to see tears…your tears” she looked at me then came and sat on the floor at my feet. She was upset I could see the turmoil within her. She narrated her tale. Her husband was 7 years older to her and he was a drunkard. He used to beat her and her children. Yesterday she had caught him in a. Her skin was rippling with pleasure under his touch as he told her how smooth and soft she felt. She didn't want to, but she cried again. This was so good she could not even have dreamed it. She was lost! She was going to Hell! She was an incestuous sinner! But Heaven was right here, right now.Tears streaming from her eyes, she rose and straddled his lap, then held his perpetually erect cock to her opening and sank down onto it. They gasped in unison at the incredible, forbidden sensations. He. She then began to put her hand on my leg and lent in to what I thought was to kiss me, I lent in and kissed her, she pulled away slow and looked a little panicked, I began to apologise and told her I read the situation wrong. After a few seconds she looked at me and asked me if I'd ever thought about her sexually, "where's this going" I asked,She told me about a dream she had since being told I was bisexual."Me and you had sex in my bed and it felt amazing" a little intrigued I had to ask about. After a short while Abdul went to the toilet as he passed Cindy he stole a quick glance and saw down her top seeing her yellow bra that covered her ample boobs, after using the toilet he returned to his seat telling his mates what he had seen which prompted the other 14 year old boys to go past Cindy on the pretence of using the loo, After the last boy had returned to his seat Cindy stood walked down to the boys and said ” did you all enjoy looking down my blouse” and got a response from Abdul.