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The folks in my comunity call
me a grass widow behind my back. My husband died
We did have a good deli business,
selling cold cuts and during the lunch hour
As I was closing the store one
afternoon a young college man came in and ordered
This was a mistake and in a sense
an invitation to him. I did not mean it to
"Stop," I whispered.
"You should not be here." The fact that I whispered gave
His right hand unzipped my skirt
and was inside of my panties. His other arm
He bent me over a chair, pulled
down my panties and slipped his cock into me.
I uttered a soft moan and as his
cock slipped in and out of my wet pussy. I
It came with a rush and so did
he. My pussy muscles clamped onto his pulsating He said ,"thank you honey" and left never to be seen again.
I have missed my first period
after this incident and do not knnow what to do.
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