Eyes closed, she sought in her memory the form of her husband, before he grew tired and worn out from a weary procession of low-paying jobs, before he died from carelessness making cheap patio furniture at the plant.
In her mind's eye she saw him as he was in the first years of their marriage, smiling and good-humored, blond hair tousled, fair skin glowing with good health, his hands and body eager for hers.
She gasped with pleasure as the purring surface of the dildo found her c******s. Unerringly she massaged her bud of pleasure, moisture wetting her labia, gently unfolding. Warmth pooled in her belly, her breasts, a sweet ache that fought for release. She imagined Reggie over her, his mouth covering hers, his hands on her breasts, his c**k hard and ready for her cleft.
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