I couldn't imagine living in that house without her and that's why I finally sold it and moved away. Without any family, and all those kids grown and ...ith their own families now, I felt a change was needed. The move was 3 hours away and the neighborhood was really a senior living community, but that was fine with me. Right then the last thing I really wanted.It wasn't until I'd been there for about 2 months that I really noticed the 'difference' of those living around me. Most, if not all, the. Dara lowered her right hand and slid it inside her sweat pants. I could see her hand moving around between her legs. Pulling her hand out she moved to her nipple and ran her fingers around each of her beautiful large nubs.“Mom and I talked and I know how much you like the taste of pussy. I won’t tell her, but if you would like to suck on my nipples it’s ok with me. The truth is that since mom first told me about you at the bar, you get me wet every time I see you. If you like my nips and you. The first weekend we are gone through the last. Every woman there is probably a horny little wife looking for some fun. Many of them are officers’ wives. They get a little itch and go there. They know most the guys know the score. You get laid, you go home and you forget their name!”“But . . .”“No, don’t tell me her name, especially not her last name and you better forget it as well. You might wind up working for her husband and believe me, meeting her at a unit function will not be pleasant if. I stand all day at work, since I am the supervisor of an industrial line in an all men's prison, an easy job for the incarcerated. Oh and you did not read wrong I do work in a men's prison. Working in a male prison is hard work, I will not deny that. But harder and more difficult is to locked in a place brimming with testosterone for more than eight hours. Maybe it's my diet of sex, but since my husband left me uhm ... it is better to say, it has been too long since I last had any sex. I have.