"Sharon said, "Oh."As they all finished their wine, I told them to go into the living room while I cooked us something to eat.Sharon and Betty got up ...nd said they would do it.I looked at them and said "You all need to bond and prepare for all the mess we will have to deal with soon. So please go. I will do as much as I can, but there are limits. Officer Longfellow was very specific in that you two have to go to the morgue for the identifications.They looked at me and smiled, then nodded. Each. Later I came to know that the widower had come to know my history. His first wife was very cold and he never got satisfaction. So this time he wanted a hot girl! He did not know that I was burning hot for him!On the day of my marriage, my friends came and pleaded with mom that from now on they won’t get me so I should be allowed a last, farewell fuck. Once again, on the day of my marriage, I had to entertain more than a dozen men, but this time it wasn’t really a gangbang. They kept coming one. I wanted him to pick me up and carry me off to my bedroom and do unspeakable things to me. I wanted to feel him inside of me, all of me, like we had melted together. I pressed my naked body against him, and I kissed him hard, pressing against his lips, my tongue pushing its way into his mouth. I wanted him to push me against the wall and fuck me like he did that afternoon, but then I wanted more than that too. I felt like an animal had been unleashed inside me, and I pushed Tom against the. I hugged her tightly from behind. She turned her neck and looked at me. “You took bath so soon,” she said as she continued cooking.“I want to be with you throughout this holiday. That’s why I didn’t want to waste any time.” I said. I slowly moved one hand from her upper waist to her navel region. “How is your tummy still flat mom?” I asked.“Why? Do I look old?” she asked.“No no no, you look pretty and young,” I said.“I can understand your love. Now let go of me and wait in the dining table. I’m.