It was of a purple butterfly. I stood up and pulled my skirt off and revealed my naked snatch. Mature sex The truth is I needed to hear her name. I clung to him tightly as he fucked me hard, making my hips slap against the drawers. The mausoleums were numerous and the grounds well kept. I mourned for my lost daughter, the little girl who’d had the sweetest blonde curls before the chemotherapy had robbed her of them. Memories of her did not enter my mind when my body was joined with someone else. “I am not married to the mayor anymore. My mini skirt had ridden up higher onto my thighs and I tugged at the soggy material in an attempt to put it back in it’s place. Nothing would stop me. Nothing would stop me. He pulled off his long sleeved tee shirt and handed it to me. “I am not married to the mayor anymore. I walked back toward my car and as I approached it the
