I accepted her request and took seat. After about 7-8 minute she came with two cup of tea one for herself and another for me. In fact tea was so nice ...so i said very nice tea. She said really and kept on saying that her husband never like this taste and always said no good tea. Once I heard this saying I took my eyes at her face and tried to read what she might want to say. I said no no it is really nice and said he is silly, When we were chatting her son aged 13 came in and said to his mom that. She whispered something in her ear and then they both kind of giggled and looked towards me.Gwen then made the announcement that since Becky had arrived we would stay in for dinner and she would go to the store while we got caught up.She went on her way and i had no idea what to expect. Becky looked amazing. Her tits looked like the same amazing tits that i remember and i wondered if she ever thought about what we did. She came over gave me a giant hug and whispered in my ear "want to play. She really wanted to meet, needing the money. I said I could not at that time. A few days passed; Carla sent a text. We chatted some. Later that evening, I said I could meet, asking just to talk. She agreed. We meet, talked, and I gave her $150. We hugged. A few days later another text from her, I gave her some ideas. After that nothing.Now, almost two years later I get a text. It is not from Carla, but from her daughter Carrie. She shared the same picture of her mom, and then a picture of. She released me and rolled over, and pulled a scarf from her nightstand and held it up. I nodded, and she pushed it into my briefs, wrapping my erection in soft material. She moved so we could kiss, and as our tongues touched, she began gently stroking me. It didn’t take long before I groaned into her mouth and shot jet after jet of semen into the scarf. Katy stroked me until I stopped twitching, then removed her hand, leaving the scarf in place. She broke the kiss and put her head on my chest.