She suddenly turned towards me and said that she wanted to change the cylinder which she doesn’t know and she wants my mother to do it for her. I sa...d that I would change it for her. I switched off my TV, closed my door near and went downstairs she took me past her bedroom into her kitchen on her bed were some of her bra’s and panties and some of her saris. I then closed the gas cylinders knob and opened the gas pipe and inserted it into a new cylinder, meanwhile she was asking why I didn’t. But she caught me by surprise, she fainted.I thought to myself. "Fuck her." and left her lying on the floor.When she hadn't moved after five minutes I called for an ambulance.They arrived just as she was coming round, they took her away to get checked out, I told the ambulance men that I would follow. Once they had gone, I logged in again to her account. I looked back again through the mails and noted that he came over about every two months, the last time was about six weeks ago, so even if. The pleasure swelled in my core. I bucked and gasped as it grew larger and larger, threatening to drown me in bliss. My phone rang, blaring Weird Als White and Nerdy. Thats my husband, I gasped, reaching for my purse. What? Gerard groaned, still hammering into my pussy. I shuddered, fighting off my orgasm. I ripped my purse open and shoved my hand inside to find my phone. Dont answer it, Gerard groaned. Were in the middle of a session. Its my husband, I gasped. I need to speak to him. I. Derek and me sat down opposite them.His shirt, jeans and shoes looked old and battered, his hair needed a good wash and he looked tired, but he still looked handsome, rugged and desirable.He placed his arms over Irene's shoulders, brought her body closer to him and started telling us that he had missed us a lot, was sorry to have left us like that and was mighty glad to be back.We continued talking for about fifteen minutes, I gave him a drink, brought him his clothes that I had kept all along.