It was her habit, after a long trip, to ride first class, at least on the train. The quiet helped her relax and, in the greater space, she could do so...e work. Today as the train slid from the Gare de Lyon through the southern suburbs gathering speed, Helen wrote up a report on her laptop and settled into her chair.After Theo's death, Helen had left Stuttgart and moved to Paris, continuing to work for the same architectural firm, expanding her experience in designing and building recreational. We talked and messaged all the time and when I came back for New Year it was like I’d been away for months. We were so happy to see each other. We sloped off to the local park in freezing cold weather and fucked before going back to join our friends for the midnight Big Ben bongs and ritual Auld Lang Syne sing-along. We ducked out of the party invite and he came back to mine. We spent the following two days in bed, and it was wonderful. I felt like this year was our year. I was on cloud nine. I. They were close friends, roommates, the only family they had.But nothing sexual. What the hell was happening to him?He had felt the sexual charge since the first time Roxxie had come home from highs school, emerging from the bathroom in a very thin towel, revealing her mile-long tanned legs. She had passed so close to him that he would swear, after all these years, that she had deliberately pressed her breasts against him, her ghostly hand on his abdomen. And when his wife had died, they had. Fuck me fuck me hard and I am fucking her with high speed and giving hard strokes and she came her juices are coming out but am fucking like the hell and I fucked her for 15 minutes and told her am going to cum she said cum in my mouth and I removed it from her pussy and fucked her mouth for ten strokes and filled her mouth with my cumShe drank and went washroom and washed herself and came to the bed and slept on me and we spoke about her sex life and all then she started stroking my cock and.