I love you so much."My wife said, "Alex ,you are too much. I really feel like I'm your whore!"He then opened widely my wife's legs and mounted her aga...in. This time, he was pumping much faster than their first one. In a second she felt him press against her swollen cunt, and then he was inside her again. Moving slowly, the feeling was wonderful.Gradually, his tempo increased, and Alex asked if he was bigger than her husband's dick, to which she replied, "Yes...oh yes, much larger." Is it. August 1, 1847We began going into the mountains today following the Burnt River toward the Grande Ronde Valley. I can see how it got the name. Frequent fires blacken the entire area and the hillsides consist mostly of dark rock. I don't think I have ever seen such a bad trail in my life. We are either in the streambed or on slopes so steep that Louise and I had to hold on to the upslope side to keep the wagon from sliding down. We did have one wagon slide down and end up half in the river. It. I think I have a lot to think about.”I went back to my rooms, sat down, and really thought about this. Yeah, I was horny; I had been ever since my wife passed. We had had a very good sex life and active up until about six months before she passed when it was too painful for her. Now two years later, I was visiting with Rosie about twice a week. After a while, that gets old. So I decided to go through with it.I called Jim’s apartment and got his answering machine. I left a message that I wanted. Still, it was a ritual both Lucy and Ella enjoyed and made a fitting prelude to the uncontrolled crying that Ella would soon dissolve in to.Lucy ran her fingers up and down Ella’s wet pussy lips several times, making out she was resting her spanking hand, but, in reality, knew exactly what it was doing to Ella. However, as she saw Ella gyrate on her lap so she knew to stop running her fingers along Ella’s pussy lips, and instead picked up the hairbrush and tapped it twice on each very red.