.I kept imagining the sounds I heard and even visualizing them fucking, and it was kinda turning me on. Also probably the fact that I haven't had sex ...in over 6 months.The emails changed into a porn site, scrolling through videos finding a right one to watch with one hand on the mouse the other on my growing hardness. I found a video I really liked of a threesome, and was jerking myself off to it. The video was getting intense, and my hands were pistoning up and down my shaft when suddenly, HS'. A fiery redhead whose hair was cut into a fringe and had large DD breasts and a big round ass. It was as if her body was meant to be beat and whipped. It wasn’t as if she was the hottest of the group but she was the one that everyone seemed to want to hurt the most. There was just something about her having the perfect body and face to serve as a whipping post. Her waist was rather thin but there was just enough pale skin for begging to be marked with angry looking red welts. Tabitha had a gift. You’re still fingering me gently, feeling every inch of my soft, wetness. I’m writhing under you wanting so bad for you to take me. You know I’m close, so you kiss me roughly, then go back down to my now dripping wet pussy. You start licking me wildly, fingering me harder now. I run my fingers through your hair and press your face further into me. I’m moaning loudly now and starting to tremble and tighten under you as I cum hard. You slowly remove your finger from my hot, dripping pussy and. We learnt more about her grieve and emotions long after Robert’s death as Helen came back from the abyss of grief and began to rebuild her life. Helen joined a gym and began to look after herself better. Fortunately she had female friend who was also a widower and they took regular breaks and holidays together. As they say time is a great healer and Helen began to rebuild her life. From time to time I was asked to help with DIY nothing heavy duty, oil and water in the car that kind of thing..