I justknew she would come. I looked up the street and there it was, at the light.A red jeep. As it pulled through the light, the right signal came on.... I wasturning into the lot. My heart raced with tension. She pulled in the middlespace and stopped. I got out of my car with the sign held to my chest. I wentaround to the passenger side and stood. I could make out the figure of a womanthrough the darkened glass. It had to be her. I turned the sign around andheld it to the glass. My heart was. Her heart was empty. He was gone, and she died a little more with each passing day.She had always been a good wife: what more could she have done? What more could she still do to keep him? With each turn of the floor, Kristin became more and more certain that her husband would leave her for another. Then what? Would he run away to the South? The house was his before their marriage: would he demand that she be the one to leave? And what of Kaly? Kristin knew her daughter had found someone as. True, not like Thor’s knot or the horse’s cock, but it felt like it filled me. A testament to the elasticity of the uterus and pussy. I chuckled, at least a young one. When I am an old woman, wrinkled and tired, if I am still fucking horses, dogs, and men, will it still be as elastic and able to return to enjoyable to size for each? Maybe not, but maybe I will find out. I chuckled at the thought, again. I am underneath a dog being mated and I am envisioning being an old woman still mating with. Then one day as we were chatting about her problems with her boyfriend she made note of a house she was interested in and asked if I could show it to her. I could hardly contain my excitement! Not that I had any high expectations, but just to see her in person again would be so wonderful! To be able to hug her again and smell her sweet smell was so tantalizing. I of course immediately made plans to show it to her and ran home to shower and prepare. When I arrived I immediately noticed she was.