A sentimental twinge passed through Bill, and he suddenly felt out of place, like an intruder reading a diary. ‘I think I would have liked your fat...er,’ he said, looking for her. Standing next to a coat rack, Faith lifted the edge of a denim work apron to her nose. ‘I can still smell him –English Leather. I used to give it to him for his birthday every year.’ When their eyes met, hers glistened a little more than before. Leaving the past behind, she marched over to the lumberjack section,. I finally ran out and sped straight into my bedroom.She finished her bath and then came and knocked at my bedroom door. She said she was finished and that I could use the bath. As I opened my door, a few seconds after, she was standing there; towel wrapped around her, with visible breast and body shape, wet hair, most of her legs visible and an uninviting expression on her face. She first blamed me for watching her, asked why I didn’t use the other toilets in the house and called me names and. Very perky maybe a C cup and her nipples were very hard and larger than pencil erasers. Slowly, I worked my way down her tight, perfect body, to her shaved pussy, which was dripping wet.This must be a dream? Nothing like this EVER happens to me! I reached up and turned the light off. I pushed away the tray and slipped off my shorts and took off my shirt. I then stood and told her to get in the chair. She was completely submitting to me. I had this unbelievably, HOT woman at my disposal. I. “Are you afraid?” he asked. “No” I answered quickly.He came closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. As he did so he pushed me onto the cold damp grown and positioned himself on top of me. “This time there won’t be any one to interrupt us.” He whispered into my ear when he pulled away for a moment only to return to me. My hands came up and ran under his shirt feeling his cold hard body against my hands. His long raven colored hair fell to the sides as we kissed. He moved now to the.