It was a letter, with a check attached! Dearest Janet,This is to pay for the remainder of your transformation. You have grown before my very...eyes into the vibrant, intelligent woman you were meant to be. Go in peace my daughter, live your life to the fullest, find the man for you and be happy for all of your remaining days. My Martha was a woman like you and she brought me joy that to this day I cannot describe, and won't even try. I shall miss your smile every day. Love,. ”We got to ‘Our’ new house. My God – I love her. The second we closed the front door, Caroline had me in a lip lock. She threw her swimmers legs around me as I carried her to our bedroom. I was getting so hard, so fast, that Caroline remarked, “You could put somebody’s eye out with that thing.”“I don’t know about your eye, but I know how to use it, and I’m not afraid to use it like a weapon, Caroline,” I laughed.We got to the bedroom and I dropped her on the bed. We both couldn’t get out of our. He was the perfect gentleman and treated me as an equal, not just a plaything. Even when I offered myself to him once we were engaged, he held back. That changed once we married, he was a stud. My bad memories were soon wiped away as we regularly shared our love. Well, not all the memories disappeared. I’d learned a lot about boys and their toys, and John reaped the benefits. I could drive him wild, and he would then take me to seventh heaven.John and I made love regularly, but after a few. Fuck, she was gorgeous! She had obviously gotten her looks from her mother: Wavy, shoulder-length black hair contrasted with soft, alabaster skin and big blue eyes. 36C breasts were unusually large and firm for her age, while her legs were long, silky-smooth perfection.She stood just inside the doorway, silhouetted by the faint light coming from the hallway. She wore a long t-shirt; I couldn't see if she was wearing panties. I could, however see how her beautiful young tits were straining.