Diane & Roy Bennett Reunited

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Diane lost her husband
twenty years ago today
celebration was in the air
Diane Bennett at sixty six
with me at her side
enjoying the aniversary
of Roy Bennetts sudden death.

I was her son's best friend
although Simon wasn't amused
wearing Roy's gold watch
was a kinky thrill
his gold wedding ring
tight on my finger
being Roy Bennett
was an ambition
about to be achieved.

Diane's daughter Nicola arrived
with Francesca looking ravashing
wearing her old school uniform
I love eighteen year old virgins
another generation of the
bonking Bennett dynasty.

Diane looked sexy
in her black satin nighty
dressing me up
in Roy's pyjamas
wearing his thick black glasses
we both watched Roy's funeral
on video for us to enjoy.

Francesca wanted to sit on my lap
Diane's kinky Grandaughter
kept calling me Grandad
which sexually aroused me
fondling her small breasts
through her white school blouse
we both laughed
at Diane's distress.

Diane Bennett stunning in black
Her tear stained eyes staring
out at us from the television
her snot stained crumpled
paper hanky soaking wet.

My kinky widow had now grown up
not a fucking twat anymore
Diane Bennett my fucking whore.

Diane Bennett is ready for bed
Francesca goes down on Uncle Simon
A virgin in his forties
Twenty stone of obesity
Francesca sucks the cream
from his throbbing cock.

My transformation now complete
Roy Bennet lives again
putting Nicola over my knee
lifting up her shapeless dress
panties pulled down
she wriggles
as I finger fuck
her juicy ripe cunt.

Shafting Diane in her bed
my new wife screams with ecstasy
her Roy has come back to life
putting a smile back on her face
Diane Bennett rides again

Roy Bennett
           Loves
                Diane Bennett
                          xxxxxx
                                    Re-united

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