I had been terribly lonely that winter and, when I was introduced to her at a holiday party, I allowed myself to be smitten by her. She was a bit too ...young for me, being still in her early twenties while I was nearly twice that age, and pushing forty hard. Several friends did take me aside to warn me that Cynthia also had a bit of a 'checkered past' and was much more of a city girl than a ranch girl at heart. More fool me, I didn't listen to them. There were other more or less subtle hints from. .. can you, I’m not sure what I am asking, but keep an eye on Harriet and George?”“I don’t see a problem there, I think I’ve already taken on the job,” said Jake with a smile. “But what will you do? Will you be alright?”“I have no means of my own. I suppose I’ll have to find work, although I’ve no idea what I can do. But one thing I do know. I’ll leave here after the funeral and I’ll leave the widow’s black behind me. Damned if I won’t!”“I think you need a lawyer, and you’ll find the best in. But daddy, she whined softly, you cant see my naked pussy! If I show you, you have to promise not to tell mommy! She rolled the rest of her shorts over her slim legs and turned around to wiggle her pert ass at the camera. With a loud slap, Mollys hand planted itself on her bare bottom, a pink hand print waking in its place when she removed her hand. When she leaned over the edge of the bed, Molly presented a beautiful view of her smooth pussy lips and shapely ass. The cameras went within an. " Martha tugged on his chain and smiled contentedly; his tongue now ached with the prolonged probing and licking, which his mistress found very soothing after a satisfactory orgasm."He shows great promise with his tongue, after some more corrective training it will serve someone well in the afterlife." The two women laughed knowingly at this quip, his cock pulsing as he thought of that rope; the two women knowing there was more to the gesture than he could now. Martha eased herself up and.