I confirmed her that I will not talk about it. She asked so what do you want to ask then? I told her about all my fantasies towards her with a long ex...planation. She started laughing and mentioned me a pig. I then told her that the night gopal ji fucked you is still the best night of my life. That scene is still in my mind. Your hot body over his hairy body, it was so thrilling. I sensed she was getting into my words and listened me carefully. I mentioned her dancing days when she used to. She found her towel and dried off, but made no effort to cover herself. Once she was dry, she came over and hugged me. It felt good as she pressed her breasts against me, but I had to break off the hug as I could feel myself getting hard. As I pulled away, Anne winked at me, smiling seductively. What in the hell was wrong with me? Anne was 25 years older than me, and I was happily married. I can't deny, however, that I was really turned on by that hug. "Anne," I said. "you're looking pretty. She's similarly lost in her own world. "Feels good doesn't it?"I nod. She has one hand grazing, tapping and circling her clit, while the left is taking turns squeezing and pinching her breasts through the blouse. Her arm brushes mine. I can see the outline of her erect nipples and it makes my insides ache. She bites her lip and it looks so… so sexy. Better than I could ever have imagined it would. Our eyes are locked and I surge again, feeling the blood fill my organ. The head flares and. Of course that wasn't enough. I had to clean out the basement and bring everything up for her to price. Then it was time for me to clean out the shed.After bringing out all our junk, she wanted me to gather my personal stuff and price it. I told her I didn't have anything I cared to sell. As usual she complained that I had all kind of junk that I never used anymore. I started gathering up my fishing equipment and a lot of my camera and audio/visual equipment. I added a lot of yard tools and.