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I Am Not A Shark, But An Orca!
Date: 12/10/2015, Categories: Fiction Cheating Lactation, Romance Author: DunafromSOL, Source: sexstories.com
... low fat milk in autopilot state. I was pouring milk into a glass when the buzzer rang. I opened the door and Agnes Ryden stood in front of me… Chapter 3. The right man must be grabbed Agnes: After eighteen years of happy marriage a drunken truck driver took my dear husband from me and the good Dad from our children. I was in deep sadness and I had to heal up quickly to bring up our children. I had worked for a chemical firm for five years, therefore the role of the breadwinner in the family was not a big change for me, but the single Mom role was difficult. The children had the money for the college, but the money was not enough to reach their dream, so I had to be the main support to them. I had to be their only help in case of a soul emergency. I was a strong woman and I was the constant support of my kids. When both of my kids lived at our house I did not have many adventures. I was a woman who needed sex, so I had some boyfriends and I met them. However, I was an ANR sex addict and the ordinary friends were not good for such a close and long time sexual relationship. When my son graduated from high school, I seduced one of his friends, who was eighteen years old into a mature woman experience. I took his virginity and we had a lot of sex. Many lonely mature women would be proud of such a conquest. An all summer sex feast with a young stud to take his virginity would be a big success for a Milf. But I did it as a mandatory task and I dreamed about the right man for a ...
... long-term ANR relationship. My son did not know I had had his friend and I told my son’s friend, when he went to college that the Milf adventure was over. When my son went to college to become a pharmacist and my daughter was at the same college studying to be lawyer I was alone in my big house. I did not sell it, because I had enough money to maintain it. Our friends were friendly with me after Ralph’s death. Sometimes I was at the Jastrows, since Shelly was my friend from the high school and she invited me. I was quite attracted to Robert because he liked low fat milk and I knew he could be a good, constant ANR sex partner. Naturally I did not seduce my friend’s husband, but I was very fond of Robert. I knew they were not in ANR sex I could see this well. I was a customer of Shelly’s beauty salon. I went to their hairdresser and sometimes I asked Shelly for cosmetic advice. Once she gave me a cosmetic kit, which did not work and I became angry. I took it to her house to complain about it. I rang the buzzer and when the door opened a sad and angry Robert stood in the door. I had a high IQ and I knew what the problem was. He voluntarily let me in the living room. We sat there and I asked, “Robert, I can see you have a big problem. The children…” “No!” he said. I could see the anger and sadness was on his face. I remembered Ralph, when he got Irene’s infidelity evidences and I was there. I WAS LUCKY AGAIN, BECAUSE ANOTHER STUPID BITCH WAS GIVING THE RIGHT MAN ON A SILVER TRAY TO ...