I was only twenty-two and had a lot of time to start over. Without a man to hurt me by shoving his dick inside me every time he felt like it. Because ... was not looking for company, I avoided all the usual package holiday destinations and picked a small village on the Atlantic coast of Spain. I was not planning to bathe or tan much, I just wanted endless hours of walking the beach alone with my thoughts. Arriving at the village on the back of a pickup truck, the driver of which had kindly. Then I said, “We will meet again next time.” He said ok.I went home and I messaged him saying, “Sorry, I can’t proceed.” I didn’t say it was because of the financial situation as he may feel bad. He was sad but said ok.For a few days, he chatted with me, and then I blocked him in hangouts. And my next person for my husband’s position was another guy.I met him. He was similar to the previous guy. I don’t know why, but I rejected him.The guy who became my husband was very fast forward that we had. "Are you going to open your pants a little so I can really feel something, or is that all you're going to let me feel?"She stepped back and opened the top button and then two more on the fly of her boy's jeans. She then stepped back into range so that she could touch me some more as I snaked my left hand down inside the opening she'd made for me. She had on panties, but they were soaked through. As soon as I got good contact with her pussy I felt her surrender to me. I manipulated her as well. I wildly started sucking on one boob while squeezing the other. She was softly moaning with pleasure.Her nipples were erect and she had big areoles which were light brown in colour. While sucking her melons, I put my one hand inside aunty’s pantie to caress her pussy. It was nicely trimmed and was wet. I slowly guided one finger over her pussy, aunty spread her legs to welcome my finger inside.I teased her by rubbing the outer part of her pussy and making her more wet. Then I slowly guided one.