Any free time was spent with law firm activities. I often reread those old letters and reminisced. Things weren't the same lately.Jake continued touch...ng me gently, spreading our mingled juices around my swollen labia and clit. He was also a patient man."It's no use. I'm sorry. It's just not happening." I gently nudged Jake off of me and felt around our bed for my panties. I felt him slump on the mattress next to me."What can I do?" he asked, concern in his voice."I don't know. I really don't. I waited, waving at the girl for another pitcher of beer."Within a month," the young woman said, looking at the musty ceiling and then closing her eyes, "within a month, after we parted, I was courted by another minister, a man of the cloth who knew my first husband and ignored all the conventions of mourning. He had visited our home, and had attempted to bed me when he did."Can't blame him for that, I thought, she was likely the best lay in ten counties."The reverend had been to the Orient, to. Just do me a solid and don’t tell Dad,” she assured me. She licked my pussy and played with my asshole. It was sublime and extremely hot.She handed me her phone and told me to snap a few photos of her ass. I took the phone and thought about how I wanted to reply while I snapped a few pictures.I wasn’t sure what I was going to say to her offer to be kind to me. On one hand, I did want her to be nice to me. I hadn’t expected her to be sexually involved with me today. I liked that she accepted my. He heard footsteps shuffle toward the door and as he turned to look, he felt a gentle touch upon his leg.David gasped as he felt the hand on his upper thigh. It felt warm and soothing and seemed to almost relax him instantly. He had not noticed the doors close and the train lunge forward again into its journey. He felt the fingers move and then the whole hand glide up his thigh gently caressing him. It reached the top only inches from his coiled mound. Another hand appeared on the other thigh.