Lamps glowed as coal gas from the Battersea Gasification Plant burned to give them light. The walls were covered with charts and maps, along with book...helves filled with scientific volumes and political tomes. She had little time for womanly novels and such. It was completely comfortable enough to make the inspector, after a long day, to think of napping. But he attended to Lydia's conversation. Momentarily. Then he put his hand up, lifted her strong little chin with a finger, and leaned in to. Her husband explained that he had met Todd at an event and discovered that they had her in common. Todd was divorced for about six months and was pleased with the invitation to see her again. He and Maggie had parted on amicable terms when she decided to accept her husband’s proposal.He had been as good in bed as her husband, which her husband knew because they had talked about their sex histories as erotic fuel for their coupling. She never expected to see him again, but it did make her pussy. He had already gone too far before tonight or so he thought. His memory was still so fuzzy, but the one thing he did know was the raw animal lust that drew them together.Her expression then turned as she lifted herself up one last time, his hands still firmly on her ass holding her over the bed as she took hold of his cock between them and guided it to her entrance. He could feel the heat of her pussy on the head of his cock as she teased herself with it, forcing him to let out a needy grunt. Together, we made 6 babies before my husband’s untimely demise. As of now, I am a mother of 16 children (all mine, none adopted). But with yoga and gym, I have managed to keep myself in shape.I was doing the laundry one fine morning when I noticed semen spots on my eldest son’s underwear. The smell of his juice was intoxicating. It brought back the memories of the fucking sessions I used to have with my husband. My beloved was such a bull in bed. He had the stamina to go on for.