Her Husband Died Last Year & Her Only Daughter Just Married. She Is Living Alone In Her House. She Is A Beautiful Woman With A Full Body. She Has A Cu...vaceous Breasts And I Have Had A Chance To See Her Nipples Which Were Dark In Color. Her Hips Are Curved And Her Stomach Is Bulging A Little. The Best Part Is Her Bottoms, Her Ass. They Must Be Atleast 45 In Size And They Flare Out Into The Petticoat. She Wears Only Saree And She Looks Very Beautiful In The Saree. I Have Fell In Love With Her. "Oh yeah" I laugh, making sure the video is saved before stuffing it back in my pocket. "Now zip yourself up and get yourself home." Becki says as she grabs some tissues from the desk. I do up my jeans, grab my bag and say goodbye to Becki heading off home. When I get home I say a quick hello to my mum who's finishing off her dinner, before heading to my room. I toss my bag and get out my phone. Sending the video to Marc. I throw my clothes off and jump into bed. A few minutes later my phone. "Go on," he answered gently."I used to enjoy making love with him so much. It was everything: tender, loving, generous, passionate. Now I can hardly bear it. During my fertile period each month anyone would think I was a bitch on heat. Three times a bloody day and it's not making love. It's plain bloody rutting. First thing in the morning with two pillows under my bum so that his non-existent sperms can travel downhill. Same again at night. Maybe once in the middle of the night. Then he comes. Do you trust me, baby girl?"He's looking straight into my eyes. He wants me to trust him. Do I trust him. Can I trust him. Can I submit to him. I'm standing there looking at him. He sees in my eyes that I'm scared. I'm confused. I want to trust. But can I. Can I submit. Can I give him everything. Can I?We stand there for a few more minutes that seem like hours. He reaches and takes both my hands. He turns and walks to the bed. I willingly go with him. He turns and faces me. Larry put his hands.