She finished her cup and put it on the table. "Then let's go back to bed."We went upstairs hand-in-hand, teasing each other. The pajamas came off and ...e flopped on the bed. Legs intertwined, kisses were shared, there was a little grab ass and fondling going on—you know, the usual stuff. After an orgasm apiece, we snuggled under the covers.Connie smoothed a strand of my hair away from my ear and said, "I'm so fortunate to have you. I love you."In my mind, Connie had been acting a little. But, of course, there would be some entertainment … dinners, and plays, and the like. Then she would come back to begin their life together. It was obvious that Dad was rushed with thoughts and feelings … perhaps she’d meet some younger man of standing in New York who could offer her all the things he could not … even if she didn’t meet someone, could she come back to be a farmer’s wife after being exposed to all that glittered and glowed in the city? He might lose her forever and he knew he. I don't know what I was expecting really, we had parted on good terms, but I was remembering all those good time together; there was no one who enjoyed herself as much as our Clare. I sat in my car, my eyes closed thinking about our times together. She always had a perfect figure, slim long legs that would open for me whenever I wanted. Oh my, but she was a great fuck, and there she was dressed in white. I wonder what's she told her hubby about her past, nothing if she got any sense. I had. The three ladies close in on her, dogs by their side – well, Tank and Logan by Kimberly and Renae’s sides, Petra is having trouble holding the excitable Labrador, who is almost pulling her across the room.“Alright doggies...” Calls Angelina, with more confidence than any slut should ever have... “Which one of you boys wants to fuck my mouth first?” – and pointing to her mouth with both forefingers.The dogs pull toward her a little, leashes straining between them and their owners...We cut to a.