"I don't mind taking it in back there, Master Miles, but it will be so much easier to put it in my cunny. I promise I will be quite wet down there and...you should slide in with no difficulty whatsoever."The much aroused Miles had found this simple guidance to be a spur to his heated anticipation of the next bundling session.It had been months since Miles had taken up residence inside a pretty little pussy. In fact, the last time was with the widow Anderson. Her poor husband had fallen prey to a. My hands started to explore her tight thin body. My hands were running up and down her curves on her hips. She g****d my left hand and moved it onto her tits. She pushed her lips into mine forcing my rock hard penis between her legs. She was moaning with plesure. I hadnt even started I was thinking to myself. I started to take off her dress, whilst kissing her deeply at the same time. ONce the dress came off,I continued to force her up against the wall. She pushed me away and slowly took off. Memories, I had lots of memories. Fun ones, happy ones, tender ones, all the things I did that I was proud of or had a blast doing went first. Suzi was in a lot of them, and so was Tim, but for the most part the ones I dwelled on were primarily about Suzi instead of him.I had a sense that I was never going to see these memories again, so I was very careful to relish in them while I had the chance. My birthdays, my Christmases, my eight grade graduation... The thrill of driving for the first. Then I reached down and undid his belt, unzipped his pants and let them fall unceremoniously to the floor. He quickly removed his socks and shoes and was standing before me in nothing but his boxers and his new wedding ring. “Please turn around,” he said as he undid the clasps on my bra. He quickly removed it and gave it a toss. Then he put his fingers inside my panties and pulled them down. His eyes never left the sight of my well trimmed pussy inches from his face. Now he smiled even.