She had my attention in more ways than one, Her beauty had me all undone, And the lump in my pants was on the rise, She gave her cup a stroke then two...with long fingers planned, As if it was I “her lucky older man.” She made her way to my table, I stood before she was able, Forgetting the bulge in my jeans, Her eyes were quick and a grinned limerick, With sultry words, “Shall we go to your place or mine?” She is a mid-afternoon delight An older poet’s plight for lack of words, To describe. But then you notice the new shops, there’s a cold beer and wine store right on main street. You had to drive to the liquor store on the highway 20 minutes away before or buy from the bars near the pier. Plus a few women’s clothes botiques, and a store for infant and toddler closthes and ware. Not to mention the candy shop which seems to be incredibly popularThe candy shop sets in a corner of the town square and is famous for its candies built right on premises in the old warehouse. Her thrashing attempts to get out from under us made the rape of her ass and mouth all the more enjoyable. And when it came time to fuck her cunt, it was as if I was an erupting volcano inside of her. On no other occasion would I cum so heavily with such copious amounts of hot, sticky cum. By the time Quello arrived, she would be truly defiled and would be curled up silently sobbing on the altar as Quello Caduto appeared above her."She shuddered like she was swallowing something bitter and. During this period he had just went so he won’t come for another six month.I used to stay in second floor and that’s the last floor of the appt and in a floor only two house used to be there in one floor. So now in second floor myself, latha and her daughter used to stay.Latha used to come to my house regularly and used to chat with my wife and sometimes with me also. When my wife went to her mother house latha used to provide me breakfast and dinner and lunch I used to take outside.Latha.