“Uh… hi...” she said, hesitating. “Have we met?” I paused for a moment, and then said, “Yeah. Well… sort of. Not… in person….” The...look on her face was quizzical at first, and then I saw the recognition in her eyes. “Oh my god! Jim! Hey!” We talked for a while, at first about where we were headed in our travels, being stuck there, the usual small talk. I told her how good she looked and that her pictures didn’t really do her justice - a compliment which she took quite well. I bought us each a. Whatever I was, I had ended the day as I had done so many times over the past year; being fucked almost beyond reason by a man whose sole interest in me was my body and had loved every moment of it.The difference was that this day was supposed to be one of the most important of my life.*It had been a beautiful day for a wedding. The sun had shone, the sky bright, the registry office Victorian, old and romantic.I stood in the front row, my three-year-old daughter Leanne by my side, holding my. She was crying, “Aahhhh…. Aahhhhh….. fuckkkkk me hard…. Ummmmm…..”After fifteen minutes of fucking, she told me that should we try anal. I said alright but it would be much painful than this.She said no need to worry and brought some mustard oil. She applied it to my penis and also on her anus and told me to enter her from behind. She was in the doggy style and I went on my knees behind her. I guided my penis into her anus and grabbed her waist.I pushed her slowly and my penis went easily into. But the best part was her saying "let me on top of that cock, I want to ride it and you cum in me again) Well the blue pill can keep you hard but the cum again factor is another matter.... So while she is riding my hard shaft she tells me she needs more cum when we fuck, she wants cum in her pussy at least twice and prefers 3-4 times (like I said a very fucking horny 59 y/o)So k**ding I mentioned maybe we should get you a young stud that can fuck you per your request. Her immediate response was.