Then I discharged in her mouth and again told her not to waste a single drop of semen. After 15 minutes I told her to suck my dick again. It was erect...again. I told her to show her ass. She did understood what i wanted to do and was horrified. She started saying, “gaand mat maar meri, bohot dard hota hai, chahe toh choot mar le fir se, please meri gannd mein nahi”. I told her that i will do it slowly n apply Vaseline so that it would go inside easily. I even told her that this will give her. She told me that she loved me and wanted to marry me. It was my last chance because if I said no she would marry Brad. I wished her and Brad a very happy marriage. Even though I did care for her, sharing my woman was not what I wanted. I was even in their wedding party. How strange it felt knowing I had slept with the bride a number of times. It was at this point that I figured I’d be a bachelor. I had no problem having sex or sharing women as long as they were not my girlfriends. It bothered. She stopped in front of me to spin around. I guessed she was forty five years old, maybe a little more. She was well covered, for sure, and while she didn't have the body of a fitness freak, she still looked as if she took care of herself. She posed, hands on hips, directly in front of me, smiled, turned and left. At the rear, she was sufficiently well upholstered to cope with the Kalinin's notional camel ride, I thought. Not bad for a woman of her age.The next went through the same routine.. She is in her 30s, but you would never believe it. She has these amazing giant brown eyes that are mesmerizing, and this long, super soft brown hair that also draws you in and makes you want to run your fingers through it. Her smile was like that of a model, with a million amazing teeth, and it was so beautiful and so sexy at the same time.As she got in I gave her a quick hug (which I wanted to last forever) and then I drove to another part of the parking lot and pulled into it. It was so.