I walked around his chair, set my beer on the end table,and placedmy hands on his shoulders."What are you writing about? It's not aromance is it? I ju...t love those romances. All those lovelydescriptions of the throes of passion. Oohhh," I cooed to him.He winced and dropped the newspaper he was reading as my handsworked into his shoulder muscles. "Ahhh....no, it's actually astory about a man who leaves his hometown to go to war." He gaspedit all out in stressed syllables, but seemed to gain. Ukbed and I finger fuck her hairy pussy and she is bouncing of the bed saying that she loves her pussy getting fingered and she said she knows I have been wanking thinking about her and she has to as her cunt gets really wet and as I pull out my cock and putting it up her cunt and I felt her hair tight cunt her legs are wide open and she is telling me that she wants me to fuck her and she said she would be in my room every other day and I fuck her and then telling her that I am coming as she. The very sight of her was more than enough to send most peoplerunning for their lives, but that wasn't an option for me.She looked exactly the same as the last time I'd seen her, except forthe fact that she'd been wearing an orange jumpsuit at the time. Eightyears ago, I'd given the tip that helped the authorities find and arresther, then I testified against her during her trial. It hadn't beeneasy. In fact, it had been the hardest thing I'd ever done in my life,but it had also been. I saw that she was sleeping with her back towards me and I could see her ample round fleshy ass from there . I was going mad and insane on seeing her white calf muscles which were visible from her sari. after some time I slowly moved near her bed and lied on the floor and slowly lifted her sari a little bit and I could see her pussy and pink lips . I was horny on seeing her fleshy white marble like thighs. she didn’t had any hairs on her legs just a few surrounding her pussy mounds like small.