" I'm sorry, Connie. I'm really sorry for staring at you. This was the first time I saw you other than in distress. You are a beautiful lady. God, I'm... so sorry for staring at you. I have no right to look at you like that." Jerry, it's okay. I thought you might think I was trying to use you and it bothered me that you would think that of me. Thank you for the compliment though." Connie, I buried my wife of five years yesterday and I find myself looking at you. It isn't right, not after one day.". Unfortunately for some, there is no sex in this story. *************** ‘Ellen, get the door would you? I’m stuck in the bathroom!’ I heard my wife acknowledge, as her footsteps sounded over the tiled floors heading to the front entrance. As I finished my business, I was curious why I didn’t hear anything from Ellen. I thought she would have told me who had been at the front door long before I was done. Leaving the bathroom, I strolled down the hallway and into the kitchen and stopped dead in. I repositioned myself to give him better access I continued sucking his cock while he slid his finger inside me slowly adding a few more a short time later I moaned out fuck me I then got up got on all fours on the bed he came around standing behind me telling me how hot my ass looked and then started sliding his cock up and down it I then felt the tip of it at the opening of my hot horny hole and asking me if I was ready for it I told him fuck yeah give it to me. He then slowly inserted inside. ’ Rosiya moved to the yoga area, removed her heels and walked onto the matted floor. For the next hour, Karl put the topless Rosiya through a yoga routine designed to test her strength and flexibility. He helped her into some of the more difficult positions and hand checked her underlying musculature for firmness and tone. Her breasts and tight smooth butt cheeks received lots of attention. Rosiya next played the touch game with a closed eyes Karl sitting on a stool. On the massage table, she.