The tall glass of juice arrived topped with a huge slice and plenty of floating pulp. As the waiter left, Srila sipped and then gulped half the glass ...nd said it tasted good. She offered some to be and I took it with gratitude to share a glass as the first token of intimacy. ‘I missed you so much!’ ‘Me too.’ She responded. ‘You look just the same except for a few more grey hairs at the temple.’ ‘You simply look gorgeous, darling. How do you keep looking so young?’ She just smiled and looks. She agreed to it but asked me to take it easy and do it slowly. I was more than happy, I used some Nevia cream on her asshole putting my finger all the way in and opening the beautiful winking bud. I told her to relax and enjoy the ride, with that I started to insert my dick in her shit hole. She first gave out low moans and when I pressed harder my disk went ¼ inside her ass, she screamed with pain and I put my hand on her pussy tugging on her love bud. That diverted her attention giving me. I could tell she was supper turned on as her entire body was trembling. She stood in front of the window with her back towards me. I could see her reflection in the window and she was playing with her breast again. She reached down with one hand and started playing with her pussy. About that time she leaned over giving me a great view of her ass and fat little pussy hanging there. I could see her fingers working on her swollen clit and then they dart into her pussy. The more she worked on her. It's just not the same without you to pick on me around the fire. We haven't been out on the four wheeler either, I kinda miss my skinny little passenger. I haven't been out fourwheeling either, that was supposed to be "our day" we had planned, that never happened. The last three years, I've more or less kind of existed. Sure, I've tried to move on, find a new relationship, but, something always falls apart, or gets in the way. Distance, time, personallity conflict, all have been factors in why.