After removing her jacket I noticed that she on the sly undone her top button of her shirt. Game on I thought to myself. She sat down and continued to... rub my arm this time instead of rubbing her leg; I pulled my arm away and started to play with her hair. Running my hands up the back of her head, grabbing a hand full of hair and giving it a slight tug. I could hear her moaning slightly and feel her push her hand into my hand while I ran it upwards. I was starting to get hard at this point and. David had always admired beautiful things. Had a mansion full of them. He was a collector. Oh, Colin knew David loved his wife in his own way. As much as a sixty-five-year-old man with multiple divorces could love a woman half his age. And it was clear Felicia cared for David, too. She was attentive and sweet, and the smiles she gave her husband were genuine. They were happy.And all Colin could think about was how she’d feel underneath him.Cursing, he stood and pointedly avoided glancing up at. Fir ese chat te chat te maine unko ulta kiya or ghodi bnaya or taange chodi kari or gand chatne lga maine bilkul andar tak jeeb daldi or vo ahein bharne lagi aaahh ahahahh ahahah oohooh ohoo. Mummyy. Maaarrr gyiii aahahaha wow bettata chaaatt ese hiiii ahaah hahahaFir maine uaski choot chaati dobara or is doraan vo jhaad gyi or maine uska sara pani chat liya boht tasty tha or bhabhi bhi khush hogyi or kaha ki ab meri baari or neeche beth kar mera lund choos ne lgiiii. Aahaha hhahahh ahahh aha. Well, what the fuck. Just by nature of the love and affection and need we had once had, and the fact that we had spent the past 25 years of our life together, would I feel obligated to give what I could. She would be the innocent person hurt. She deserves her fair share of our assets and money. She deserves to be kept in the minds of the world as the pure and honest person she had always been. Even if the love died, my sense of obligation would make sure of that.Who the fuck do these bastards.