After a couple of months that her husband had expired, I thought of leaving a condolence message myself and so I did on facebook. She replied the very... next hour and we got to chatting. It was great as she sounded feeling much better and was fine.We didn’t flirt at all. Though I started to get thoughts in my head, I controlled. After a day or two we switched to whatsapp and came to agreement that we won’t talk about us being friends with anybody as it would become a fuss in the society and so we. Two fingers of bourbon later, the little black dress was above her breasts and his fly was open with his semi-erect cock hanging out.From there it was a short walk to the bedroom.Kissing ever smoothly and gently, her arms were tight around his thick neck with her fingers in his dark hair. Her naked legs were hooked around his waist, and she could feel his erection bouncing up and hitting her very wet pussy as he carried her to the bed.Soon his clothes were gone also.That was two hours ago.She. Her legs were well shaped, the thighs strong and the calves developed. Overall, I could have easily been jealous if not for the extra years I had on her. I sighed, I was really curious to explore her more intimately, to discover the hidden treasures of her pussy, the image of her open pussy against her black skin. But, that would have to wait, I didn’t want to push her too soon, too fast. I wanted, needed, her to take each step with the same desire, the same passion, that I felt.Content that I. There were a few small tables on each side of the walls. On Friday nights they sold fish 'n' chips to the hard working guys who came in. Other than that you could grab a sandwich and a bag of potato chips if you were really hungry. The place was made mainly for drinking.The music changed and Rita came sauntering out onto the stage wiggling her ample hips. She was wearing a see thru blouse and you could see her tits thru it. She shimmied to the music and slowly pulled her blouse off and tossed.