It was just a screen kiss, or so I thought,as her lips seemed to linger longer on mine longer than I expected and I thought "hello" so I asked for ano...her.This time her tongue went straight down my throat and her hand down the front of my jeans taking a firm hold of my cock. I thrust my hand inside her dressing gown and she was totally nude underneath. I pulled her gown off and between us we tore my clothes off, not even bothering to climb into bed and we lay on the floor fucking like there was. ”When she heard that Martha turned, saw me and her eyes got big with fright. She scrambled to get off the man and off the bed. It had been four years since I’d seen a naked woman and I would have thought that seeing Martha in all her naked glory would give me an erection, but it didn’t. The Yank started to get up and he reached for his pants that were lying on the floor next to the bed.He almost got me.I was watching Martha’s naked tits bouncing around and not him and he almost had the revolver. I arched an eyebrow at that. “I think it will take a small miracle to get my brother to make a comment, I mean, considering I shot him in my kitchen.” Then I shrugged. “My father won’t be saying much, either. He’s in a home with Alzheimer’s. My sister and her family live in Minnesota and they’ll be fine. We are in touch with them, and my sister and I are close. My mother will be more than happy to go on national television and damn me as the Anti-Christ, but she’s been under psychiatric care. We often grab some friends and go to lunch after the service and today is no different, it’s just that this time Rachel is the lone person. When the wife introduces me to her and we’re shaking hands for the first time I find an unexpected fire that smolders inside of me. As I begrudgingly release her hand I don’t know what she’s feeling but there’s a warmth, something quite different than simple lust, which has filled me to the brim. I can’t quite place my finger on what it is about her that.