. to suckle on them.He stood holding his breath, as his eyes travelled down to her waist ... such a tiny waist, he thought that he could fit his hands...around that waist and his fingers would meet, and overlap.He felt the blood rushing to his head, and his lungs about to explode, and forced himself to suck in a breath before he suffocated.Her hips flared out to run down into the longest, most perfectly shaped legs that he'd ever seen. They dipped in at the knees to curve out again at the calf,. I quivered from the cold and the aching stinging effect the soap and rubbing had on my many small cuts. He jammed the hose back inside my cunt again and fucked me with it."Got to clean the dog juice out of your slutty little fuck hole BITCHDOG! Make it nice and clean again!" he muttered.My guts felt like leaden ice as the cold water washed around inside my belly. I shivered and trembled there until he finally pulled the hose out of me. Water dribbled and leaked out of my pussy lips and trickled. I waited to see her wince, but instead she inhaled deeplythrough her nose, apparently loving the smell of her lover's gases. Oddly,I found myself enjoying their smell and taste. I had heard people don'tmind the smell of their own farts, so I supposed that would now apply tome and my productions."Wait here baby, let me get something," she said and stood up. From myvantage point I could see her rummaging in the drawer of their dresserbefore pulling out a small black object. "Open wide!" she. Tears rolled from my eyes. He wiped it with a manly touch.He lost belief in relationships and love. He only had lust. I noticed it many times. He use to stare at ladies than girls. I use to crack naughty jokes like hope I will get a dil who is elder to you. Even he use bless..I used to masturbate and finger my pussy once in a while. That is the only satisfaction to me. My son never know about this. In my office I have widow as friend she is in relationship with her son. She use to tell all.