There were two people already seated at the table set there. My first impression was how much in love these two were. You could see their focus was co...pletely absorbed by the other person, and that this absorption made them very happy. The second was rather like that of a mouse discovering that cats are real. I was sharing space with characters I’d thought were fictional, and were vampires to boot. Oh, they looked human enough, but I’d read the book about them. I knew what they were. The couple. Yours so warm and welcoming. Smoothness of those breasts. Entering you. The places we’ve been. Making love in four capital cities. No forgetting.”Ella’s song dug deeper under his skinHe took a step towards her.“Don’t try, Paul.” Holding up a restricting hand, she said, “The passion was good. But, we’ve lost something. You’re seldom here.” There was a sorrowful look in her blue eyes.“I’ve told you, “ he said plaintively. “Work has been hectic. But we’re through that now. Don’t go.”“It’s best for. Sometimes when Simran is too horny, and my father is not at home, we would have sex another time at 8 after dinner before she left the house. This became too monotonous.One day while having sex, Simran said, “Darling, my aunt has come from the village. She is 62 years old and a widow for the past 15 years. When I told her about you, she got too excited. She wants to meet you and get sexually active again. Can I bring her here tomorrow?”I replied, “Simran, why don’t you ask my mom like you asked. I could feel her wet mouth capturing every area of my sex as my hips bucked with wild abandon. Before the final thrust could push me over the edge, she slowly slid my cock from her throat and, planted a loving kiss at the swollen tip. The loss of her mouth was torture for me. She had given me so much pleasure only to be left with cool air to caress my immense protrusion. “Don’t you worry, love. I have plenty more in store for you.” Her eyes gleamed like rare pearls, but there was something.