She flicked back her long brown hair, exposing her stunning eyes and giving me a glimpse of her partly-exposed breasts (under an open black blouse wit...h black lace bra). "I've been sitting here behind you for ten minutes". I quickly bought her a glass of wine, and was about to ask more about her when there was a tap on my shoulder. I turned, and there was my ex. I had to let out my second gasp in a matter of minutes. First, there was a gorgeous French woman dressed in black, and then I come. “You wanna have fun?” she asked him immediately“What do you mean?”Just fucking fun! Oh, fool!” she grabbed his hand: “Let’s go! Follow me!”“Where are you taking me?”“Follow me!” she commanded.She took him to the dark closet full of empty boxes, some packs; with sweet smell of cakes of pies… it was a small warehouse of the store. There was nobody inside and the light was off. Darkness and closeness of this horny mature lady was exciting him. Alex recoiled backwards as she approached him. The fear is probably him thinking that you know. Either that or he's afraid Mom knows. And I think Mom does know. God, what a mess."Izzy held herself tighter against me, and I stroked her hair and patted her shoulder."You know what? I don't think I've linked with a single person yet who wasn't feeling fear." I said softly.Izzy was quiet for a while. "That isn't surprising, if you think about it. Everyone's afraid of something. Most people are constantly afraid of bad things that might happen,. She laid down in bed and said, don't lick me to hard babe, he was really rough on my pussy tonight and its sore. I then began to make love to her wet and sore pussy with my tongue. Although it had been a few hours since he fucked my wife, I could still taste a little bit of his cum in her pussy. Its that reminder that, his cock was in her pussy and he fucked her and made her cum non stop. That his cock is the one that made her pussy so sore and swollen. That is was his cock that made her scream.