His eyes went wide as he felt patches of lines along her back, scars from wounds unknown. He clutched her to him tighter, burying his face into her ha...ir. She rested against his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and felt a flash of heat rush to her lower body as she felt something hard against her stomach. Her fingers played with the top buttons of his shirt and once she loosened five from their slots, she slipped a nervous shaking hand in to feel along his chest. He gasped at the sudden. . But I thanked her for her call and said that I needed some timeto myself to sort out my life and decide what to do.After she had rung off, I did start to wonder what to do next. Should Istay in this house? Maybe Helen would want to come back after a brieffling. Or should I sell everything and start a new life myself? Irealised that I was not in the position of being able to just stay athome feeling sorry for myself, nor to be able to take an extendedholiday. I needed to keep my job in order. .uhhh, so we can talk”Talk, yeah , we stepped into my room lit only by a bed lamp, and from the second the door closed, I had her backed against it, our lips touched and we immediately began frenching, our tongues entwined, our hands were all over each other, we were pawing each other like sex starved teenagers,I began breathing in her ear, kissing down her neck, her breathing began getting heavy, as she offered no complaint as I brought my hands up from her hips ,removing her shirt, she only. Yet behind them I can see sadness and a wisdom that is beyond her years. This mixture is too much for me. I cant stop looking and to be honest I don’t ever want to. I move my gaze down to her neck and shoulders. They are strong and athletic she has been blessed with an amazing frame. Large shapely breasts. So full and round most women pay thousands of dollars and risk death just to look like her. They of course fail. How could they match this beauty? As my gaze descends to her ass my heart.