What was this old man doing? Why couldn't she tell him to stop?Faheed was growing hard in his pants, and he stroked his cock through them. Megan could...see how big his cock was growing and found herself becoming wet involuntarily.His eyes took in her breasts, hidden behind the black lace and he took his fingers, sliding them down the straps before cupping them in his hands. With one hand, he reached behind her, flicked his wrist and her bra fell to the floor.Her mouth agape, she looked into his. They’d discussed everything about their lives in the dark of the night, curled against each other after making love. He’d told her about his parents’ accident, losing his uncle and the faithless college girlfriend. She’d told him about what had happened between her parents and grandparents. She’d felt him tense up in anger, at being unable to right long ago hurts. While she wept for the poor little boy he had been. He hadn’t let anyone love him for so long, he didn’t recognize his feelings.. ” He embraced her and they kissed. “I love feeling your body against mine. You’re a solid woman, Kara, and I love it. Like I said, if you have an ounce of surplus fat, I don’t know where it is.”She slapped her hips. “Like I said, it’s right here.”“Like I said, I love those curves.” Kara began to slide off one of her stockings. “Leave those on for now,” he said. “I like how they look on your long legs.”“Okay ... I’ll need to take them off before falling asleep. Tight fabric makes me. I like essays, short pieces on local buildings and things like that. Usually there’s some social commentary in there as well. I’m six years into a novel that will probably take me twenty years to write,” he laughed. “But I guess I have more fun writing erotic stories than anything else. Mostly that’s what I’ve done lately.”Amy let the words sink in and tried not to look surprised. “You mean…”He shifted a little uneasily. “Yep.”“Oh.” Amy smiled wryly and started walking slowly.
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