On the floor a message had been painted. What do you want? Claire had looked at herself. Tousled red hair pinned into a severe bun, pale skin made pal...r through worry, a soft, curvaceous body hidden under sensible layers. She had moved her hands to her hips, felt their sensuous swell - how they used to roll and rise, making men grip them tight and beg for more. She had said in a broken voice, 'I want to be desired.' Then the mirror was rippling, as clear as glass, and Claire had seen the world. Sally was a kinky, busty, redhaired, mature woman about 50 years old. She was killed by a cerebral stroke. Tony’s dick seemed to explode and some precum dropped on the floor, the Widow ask the boys to sat on their sofa and masturbate each other. She started to touch her wet pussy while going back to the table to have more cocaine and whisky, then she joined her nephews sucking their dicks deeply. “Come on Tony, screw your woman”.Tony pull out his penis from Sally’s asshole and went to the. “Oh yes, you feel good. Give me all you got, fuck my wet pussy,” I said to him. Jimmy looked at me, then asked,” You want more of this old man?” “Mm yes, sir. I want you to ram your thick cock deep in my pussy. I want you to fuck me hard, just like you used to do when you were a young.” I said to him with hunger in my pussy.With that, Jimmy rammed his cock hard into her tight pussy. The man pumped his cock in and out of her, he fucked her so hard that she was gasping for air. Jimmy. .." she smirked."Because I read the whole bunch. Love is my favorite." I will read them."Two days later I came in and she was sitting there with a little girl of elementary school age."Hi," I said."Hi, Lane. This is Marie. Her mom had an emergency and needed me to watch 'er. I hope you don't mind." No, I don't." Marie, this is Mister Lane. This is his house." Hi, Mister Lane." Hi, Marie." I'm gonna take 'er to Gramma's now," Lee said."If you wish," I said. "I'm sorry. I don't have much for.