She had just chosen the wrong man, that's all. Her dreams of love and happiness had overshadowed her common sense. And there had been men in her life ...ho hadn't hit on her. She had seen appreciation for her in their eyes, but they had been polite enough to mask that interest because she didn't return it. She was still convinced that most of them wanted to bed her ... but some of them hadn't acted on that urge."I suppose it wasn't at that." she admitted."So I can ask him out?" asked Becca. We then talked to each other and went on for hours. We mostly talked about our lives. After some time, I made her a cup of tea and opened up the sweet and chips to have them.As we were done. She said that she’ll wash the trays and the cups. As she went towards the kitchen, I was seeing her twerking ass and thought to bed with her. As I was making a plan, she asked me what was I thinking. I said nothing and was looking for a way to fuck her.When she finished her chores, she came back and started. J. and freckle face!” the MILF exclaims, shaking her head dismissively. “Aren’t we gonna fuck?” the stud asks; he’s already gotten head today and now he wants some pussy. “Not today! I’m not going to be able to walk the way you guys have been fucking me! My pussy needs a rest!” the MILF replies, her hickey from last weekend still faintly visible on her neck. Aaron grumbles but he has to satisfy himself with his second blow job of the day. He makes the MILF work for his load, but after prolonged. It was on both of us. And I gave her my honest assessment, which was maybe a little more balanced and open-minded than Francis deserved.I told Sue that in my opinion, Francis was a fundamentally good guy. That’s why we’d both accepted him as a friend, and that’s why she’d fallen in love with him. But that I think like he’d told us right at the beginning, he wasn’t ‘a sharer’, and that his love and need for Sue had overwhelmed him and pushed him into a kind of madness.I reminded Sue of what.