But being a lonely widow of a rich man I have responsibilities to my dead husband, myself and my son. It takes up much of my time to handle his busine...s. And I craved relief from the stress in the only way I knew how. I fucked myself several times a day the way I did when my husband was alive (you see, we met and fell in love in a brothel, so I'm horny all the time). Then I went home to dote on my young son. Holding him in my arms and taking care of his needs also relieved stress for me.At age. She asked me to promise not to get mad, I told her I won’t. She said ok, and continue with that night. James came over, asked her to lie down and spread her legs open. She did and James told her to keep rubbing her pussy. As she was doing so, James took off his shorts and started to stroke his cock, it made her more horny. Linda was about to cum again when James laid on top and slid his cock in her pussy. Linda try to stop him but his cock felt so good. James covered her mouth and proceeded.. I want them to be well fucked. But, how was I going to keep twenty of them satisfied? I had some ideas. I just needed to make up my mind.With Andy still teasing me, the fantasies started flooding, blocking out any other thoughts. Here is how I fantasied it.The house was locked and all the lights were off. Andy lit two candles in the bedroom. Our bed has two leather straps, like long belts, which go around the mattress and buckle to hold the belt firmly in place. One is around the mattress in a. He tucked the card in hisshirt pocket and closed his front door. He saw the soggy cereal sitting onthe counter in the kitchen and started to pour a new bowl when he felt heatcoming from his shirt pocket. He put the cereal away and grabbed the milkfrom the fridge. Holding the bowl in one hand he poured the milk with theother while walking to the Television room. The heat in his pocket becameuncomfortable but he had his hands full and no place to set the milk or bowldown. When his shirt pocket.