Us din phir humne kuch nahi kiya. Phir 2-3 din baad wo mere ghar aya jab koi nahi tha mai as usual uska lund choos raha actually mujhe babut acchha la...ta hai uska lund choosna tabhi usne poochha ki aj phir try karega to maine kaha nahi to usne ek baar kar k dekhte hain us din pehli baar tha shayad isliye dard hua hoga par maine phir bhi mana kiyaPhir maine socha kyun kuch liquid ka use kare shayad usse dard na ho to tabhi usne yahi baat kaha kuch laga k try karte hain na mai thoda socha phir. She was still beautiful. And my balls still ached for her. She needed comforting. Someone to talk to. She showed me into the tiny box room that she was now living in, with boxes everywhere. Somewhere in this room was her bed. We cleared a space and sat down together. She wept as she lit a cigarette, shaking as she took each long considered puff. Saying nothing, I sat and watched, clueless and speechless. She turned to me and said "I'm glad we did that. You opened my eyes to what I've been. On one of my rides on the greenbelt I found a black pair of women's running shorts. Intrigued at how small and short they where I kept them. Once home I put them through the wash. Late that night I went for another ride. About a block from my house I changed into them and was shocked at how small they where on me. Like almost briefs, Plus the fact they where for women it made me hard instantly. Riding in these where awesome! My cock and balls kept poking or falling out. I loved it! Riding. By now I could not have stopped even If I had wanted to as I had not had penetrative sex for over 5 months and here it was on a plate for me, Susan had knelt on the sofa facing the wall with her ass raised and thrust out towards me, her pussy was puffy and wet her thick lips and held open with her fingers “come on quick Dave, give me it doggy I love that” I moved behind her and lined my dick up with her pussy and slipped it home, it felt great as my knob bottomed out in her hot hole, she sighed.