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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 
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