I pushed harder.Nieve was whimpering I must’ve been hurting her, but it just drove me on. Suddenly the barrier gave way and Nieve yelped in pain.I w...as in! angrily I pumped her, still thinking of Helena and Lucan in the barn alone together. How could she?! Hooow Coooooood she!? I cried aloud, drowning out Nieve’s panting and gasping.Looking back I realise she was actually enjoying having her big boy cousin deep inside her!Soon I was ejaculating deep inside Nieve, her pert breasts shook as I shot. I thought that I needed some payback before I could cry again. If ever.Somehow, I made it through the following week until it was time to start our early ride to Sara's old home. Without my burning anger, I probably would never been able to visit Sara's apartment. Everything reminded me about her: the tidiness, the clothes, even the smells. When I gathered all the important documents she had neatly stored in a few folders, I found some old photos. Sara and her mother. Sara and me years ago. My. We had several possibilities, and Tina began corresponding with a few. One guy who at first didn't seem a good match kept making the final cut. Frank was a well-known attorney in his mid-40s who looked much younger except for slightly graying temples. He looked to be in great shape. He explained that he was happy with his wife of nearly 20 years except for a lackluster sex life—k**s, work and a hectic social schedule left her with little interest.After reviewing all the finalists, Tina decided. Not one said what she was congratulating me about.The more I read, the more I thought Mr. "We weren't talkin about nuthin" in the living room had something to do with it. I went out but he wasn't there. I found him sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee."I'm sorry. I should have offered you some." That's OK. I was able to squeeze the filter and get a few drops." I can make fresh if you want it." No, I'm OK." You know, a funny thing just happened."He got this smug look on his face..