We shared photos of our kids and laughed at how similar our kids seemed to be in both age and looks.After the reunion, Rose and I friended each other ...n social media. Every now and then, she would “like” one of my postings, most usually whenever I would change my profile photo. I kept up with Rose, peripherally, through social media, being careful to not post anything provocative or untoward. Both of us were married and I didn’t want to cause her any issues, even if I still thought she was. Next day fir wohi hua main bua ke market jane ke jab room me gaya to fir wesi hi book bed par padi thi.ab main samajh gaya bua chahti hain ki main wo books padhun.bua ke markrt se ate mene bata diya ki mene wo book aj tkiya ke niche rakh diya hai to wo halke se muskarai aor boli…almari me esi bahut books hain tumare fufaji late hain chaho to lekar padh liya karo jab babli ghar par na rahe.bua ka ye kahna tha ki mera lund underwear me khada hogaya.bua ne apna dupatta hata kar rakh diya wo ghar. She was beautiful, at any age. She was a sight to behold. I lost my breath as she looked in my direction. I’m not sure, but I believe we made eye contact. I felt my face blush as I looked at my feet. I didn’t want this lovely woman see that I still turned red like a school child. I looked up, sure that my true face color had returned. She was still looking in my direction. My breath, again, left me. She was, indeed, looking at me. I didn’t know what to do. Should I approach her, should I. Without telling her I banged my dick in her pussy hard…She has become so wet by now that it went in one shot….And she screamed….Aaaaahh …… Mai mar gayiiiii…..And started abusing me….Such an entrance was totally unexpected for her and hence the immense pain…I kept it like that for some time and started kissing her… Simultaneously I was also pressing her boobs…When the pain subdued she requested me to be gentle… I took out my dick and only my dick head was in her pussy…Her pink pussy had swalloen.