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Mrs WalkerMrs WalkerI was born in a very small village in the Cotswold area of the UK, with about twenty-five houses a small pub, and village shop come post office. Everyone knew everyone’s business, and my nearest friend lived thirty minutes away by bicycle, I attended an all boys school, and I’m an only c***d. My sex education was none existent, the local shop didn’t have a top-shelf magazine section, there was no internet, and the girls of my village were too old to take notice of me or too young. Our house was the biggest of the village, situated on a small rise next to the new vicarage, new vicarage because our house is the old vicarage. The church was a the centre of the village, by location and by the way of village life. When I was about twelve years old, my Mom almost had to drag me across the gravel driveway to the vicarage door, we were to meet the vicars new wife, and I wasn’t too happy about spending a Saturday afternoon listening to grown ups chatting about village life. The door opened and out sprang the bouncing vicar, he always seemed to be bobbing about like a fishing float in a river, he was tall and in his early thirties, he had been our vicar for almost five years before setting off somewhere a few months previously, and returning with a new wife. After greeting us in his usual bobbing way, he lead us to the drawing-room, when I entered I saw a vision of loveliness. She was about five feet four, her hair was blond, long and thick, her eyes were of the deepest blue, and she just radiated warmth from her smile. She was a little taller than myself, and bending slightly as she took my hand allowed me a clear view of her cleavage, large full firm breasts, supported by a white and pink flowered bra. This was the closest I had come to seeing real tits, I happily spent the remaining time sitting on a chair just behind the new Mrs Walker, catching a glimpse of boobs whenever the chance presented itself.A few nights later, I was almost asleep in my bed, when the room grow brighter, I opened my eyes to see where the light was coming from. Noticing the light from the vicarage bedroom window, I walked slowly to the window, and there was the figure of Mrs Walker, undressing in silhouette. Many nights after I would wait for lights to go on, sometimes I was lucky, others not, but for years I would watch that window. One day after school, I had showered and wearing only a towel, I happened to look down from my window to see Mrs Walker cutting the garden privet hedge. She was standing on a set of stepladders inside her garden and facing my house. She was using the old hand type of hedge cutter they looked like very large scissors. Under her white T-shirt, with each cut her breasts would give a wobble. Next to my window was a small window seat, this seat was positioned so one could see out, but not be seen. I watched in amazement as her big tits swung to and throw. After a short time I found that my hand was rubbing my dick through the towel, it felt good so I continued, the more I watched her tits bouncing the more excited I became, she came round to the front of the hedge and I saw she was wearing a short black skirt, and she began to sweep the cuttings towards the gate, now I could see her lovely tits swing, and her shapely legs, my hand was rubbing my cock even faster now, and when she went to the boot of her car her skirt rolled up and exposed her white knickers, I felt a shudder race through my body, and white stuff shot from my dick, loads of it, on the floor and windowpane. I quickly forgot all bout Mrs Walker and continued to clean up my mess. It took a week or so before I found out what had happened, I overheard the older boys on the school bus talking about wanking, then it became clear to me, I didn’t know a thing about sex, but that didn’t stop me for the next six years or so wanking over every woman in the village.My family had money, but I liked to earn my own way, I would do gardening in the summer. and shift snow in the winter, I had a paper delivery round, and I also worked on farms around the village. My story starts when I was s*******n, one of my jobs was to help the vicar with his new garden pond, the work was almost complete, just a little tidying up and planting the odd shrub here and there. It was Monday morning and I was to work alone, the vicar had just left for a four day conference, and I was sitting at the table in the vicarage kitchen, for every morning the vicar would insist that I had breakfast with them.“You’re doing it again Ben.” Mrs Walker said without turning from the washing up.“What’s that, Mrs Walker?” I asked.“You’re watching me.” She said.She was standing at the kitchen sink with her back to me and she was wearing a white blouse and black skirt. Then I said something that made me wish the earth would open up and swallow me.“But you’re so beautiful Mrs Walker.”“That’s very sweet of you Ben, but you’re not a k**, you’re a nice young man, and people will start to notice.” She turned and smiled. “Are there no girls in your life, I think you need a girl friend.”“No girls, none in the village.” I answered. “They’d only laugh at me anyway, just like the boys back in school did.”“Why would they do that Ben?” She asked.“It doesn’t matter Mrs Walker, I’m sorry that I said you are beautiful.” My head sank slowly.“Ben, it’s okay to tell a woman that she’s beautiful, but every time I turn around it seems that you are watching me. Now tell me, why would they laugh at you?” She pulled out a chair and sat next to me.Had she seen me, watching from my window all these years? Oh my God I wanted to die.“Come on, you can tell me Ben.” She patted my hand and smiled.They would laugh at me, and call me names. Especially after games afternoon, in the showers.” “Are you worried about the size of your… You know… Willy?” She asked.“Well… yes. Yes I am.” I answered slowly.“I think that most men go through a stage like that Ben, and I’m sure that they find that they have a nice average size.” She smiled and tapped my hand again.“I’m sure that mine is not average, or why would they make fun of me?” “I’m sure it’s fine Ben, you have nothing to worry about, I’m sure that you will make some girl really happy.” She smiled and nodded her head reassuringly.“They would run up to me and compare sizes, and run away calling me bad names, What can I do Mrs Walker, I’m due to start university soon, and they say that its going to be parties and girls everyday, and I don’t know a thing about sex, girls, anything. They’ll just start laughing at me again.” Sadly I lowered my head and gazed into my coffee cup.“How about asking the Doctor?” She asked.“I did, just before he retired… He just laughed and told me to get out of his office.” I sighed. “It’s worrying you a great deal, and I don’t like to see you like this, so let’s get this thing sorted once and for all, right now. Ben show me your willy.” She said.“Right now, here?” I said in amazement.“This is a one time offer Ben, I’ll tell you if I think anything is wrong, just a quick look and you’re not to tell anyone, do you hear me Ben? not a soul.”I stood and began to unfasten my shorts. When she said. “Better remove your T-shirt too, I’ll be able to see how it’s comparison with the rest of your body.” I pulled my bahis firmaları shirt over my head and let it drop to the kitchen floor.“So far so good Ben, you’re really nicely defined, must be all that hard work that we’ve had you doing. Now come on just drop your shorts, and let’s get this over with.” She said smiling.And that’s just what I did, my shorts fell to the floor and I stood there in all my glory only inches away from her lovely face.“Oh my God, I wasn’t expecting anything like that Ben.” She said with very wide eyes.“I knew it” I cried, and reached to pull my shorts back up.“No Ben, just a while longer, it’s beautiful and so big.” She gasped.“It gets bigger Mrs Walker, and that what I’m worried about.” I Whispered.“Why?” She asked.“Well, will it fit? They said I would kill a girl if I tried to… You know fuck her.” “There’s nothing wrong with your cock Ben, and the girls are going to really enjoy what you do to them. Look it’s twitching.” She said.“It’s starting to grow Mrs Walker, I’m not doing it.” I panicked.“I would love to see you erect Ben, let it grow bigger please.” She asked,I had no choice, the blood pumped into my cock making it bigger than I’ve ever been. Forcing it out and up, pointing towards her face.“That’s one special cock you have there Ben, long and so thick. Yes the girls will love this.” she said.“Thank you Mrs Walker, I feel a lot better now that I know.” I Said.“Tell me Ben, how do you make it go soft again?” she smiled.“I have to wait…” I began.“Don’t you masturbate Ben?” She asked.“Yes…” I whispered.“Do you masturbate after looking at me? She whispered.“Mrs Walker …. I…” “It’s okay Ben, I’ve not always been a vicars wife you know.” She looked longingly at my stiff cock. “ I think you should masturbate now, Just to make it go down again, you understand Ben, I can’t have you walking around the garden with that thing sticking out of you shorts can I? “ She smiled.“I couldn’t do that Mrs Walker, not now, not in front of you… I just…” I stammered. “Then I should give you some encouragement, you would like to see my tits wouldn’t you Ben?” She shifted in her seat, her legs opened a little and skirt rolled up to show her panties, she began to undo the buttons on her blouse.“Come on Ben, start pulling on that lovely cock of yours. I want you to cum on my tits, you can do that for me Ben, cum on my lovely big tits.”. She scooped her boobs from their bra, and I saw her soft firm skin and pink nipples.” I’ll make my nipples so hard for you Ben.” She began to pull on her nipples, stretching them long before letting them flop back.“Fucking hell Ben you have a wonderful cock, I want you to shoot your big load over my tits, come on Ben, you can do, do it for me. Cum on my tits Ben.” She had changed, become almost a****l like, her breathing was quick and shallow, her face had become red, flushed. “Your cock is making me feel very naughty, come on Ben, shoot on my big tits. Please Ben.”She began to say things under her breath. “What a lovely cock you have, come closer.” She whispered and moved her legs between mine, and said, pointing to the space between her breasts. “Rub it here Ben.” I hesitated, she grabbed my arse and pulled me towards her and folded her soft tits around my pulsing dick. She pushed and pulled me by the hips, I soon got the idea and started to fuck her tits.I began to pump my cock harder, as I listened to what she was saying.“Oh my God, look at all that pre-cum: That’s it Ben, cum on my tits, cover them with your hot cum. Let me see it shoot out, please Ben.” She started to jerk. “ Do it Ben, you can… cum on me Ben cover me in your cum. Please Ben do it now, Ben do it now.” My cock responded to her command and I blasted my cum on to her boobs. A little at first, it was like my cum was all trying to escape at the same time, and that there was some kind of a blockage, until my legs went weak, and I started to tremble, before releasing the biggest load of my life. My cum splashed over her tits and to my horror onto her face and hair. “Yes Ben, what a fucking load, I knew it, I know it… fucking hell… I love to have that shoot up my cunt, fucking hell Ben.” I watched in amazement how she was rubbing my cum into her tits, before finding a small amount that had found it way onto her cheek, with her index finger she slowly sucked it in her mouth. She was reaching for my cock when we heard the sound of car tiers upon the the gravel drive.“Oh my God, it’s Mrs Baker… I’d forgotten about her coming to pick me up. Quick Ben out the back door.” She ordered. I pulled on my shorts, and grabbed my shirt and made my way to the door; looking back she stood by the kitchen sink wiping herself down in an attempt to make herself presentable. I heard the car pull away, and the rest of the day I worked in a daze, I couldn’t comprehend what had happened to Mrs Walker, was she okay? She had changed in her manner so much. What the hell had happened. I had so many questions. The next day I made my way to the vicarage with some trepidation; ‘Did she still want to see me? Was she angry with me? Had she told the vicar?’ All this type of questions were running through my mind. I had reached the shed door to which a note had been pinned. “Ben. Come to the house at once.” I walked slowly to the kitchen door and knocked. It was opened almost at once by Mrs Walker who grabbed my arm and pulled me inside, and shut the door. “You’ve not told anyone about yesterday have you…?” She whispered urgently.“No… Of course not. Why would I…?” I began.“Good, because it never happened, okay Ben? It never happened… do you hear me Ben? Do you understand. It never happened.” She walked into the kitchen saying. “Good, sit down and I’ll make you breakfast, just like any other morning.” She was wearing a floral dress and white shoes. “Mrs Walker, please don’t worry, I’m not a fool, what you did for me yesterday… Well thank you…”“Thank you.” She said. “Thank you. I gave the boy next door a tit fuck… That’s no way for a vicars wife to… that’s unacceptable behaviour for any married woman. If this ever got out.” She sighed.I approached and put my hands on her shoulders and turned her to face me.“What you did was to put my mind to rest about a problem that I had, I can’t thank you enough for that, and it’s our secret… There is one thing that been worrying me, are you okay? I asked.“I’m worried shitless, but otherwise I’m fine,. Why, what’s wrong?” She asked. I pulled her into my arms and felt her warm hands on my back as she nestled her head on my chest. “What are you doing Ben?” She asked. “You were acting very weird Mrs Walker, it was like you were having some kind of a fit or something. I’ve been worried ever since.” I said.“How did you expect me to react, when you were rubbing that big cock between my tits…” She held me tighter, I could smell the scent of her hair, and feel her big soft boobs squashing into me. “…No, no I’m not going to think about it…” She said, as gently pushed me away, saying “I was cumming… the sight of your cock made me feel very naughty… in a way that I’ve not felt for many years. I’ve not always been a Vicars wife, I had a full sex life before I got married, but the vicar doesn’t… we… we don’t do things kaçak bahis like…, and it just made me feel like I was single again. Oh if this ever gets out…”“What do you mean, you were cumming?” I said in amazement.”Men cum, not women…”“Ben, you are so innocent aren’t you! Women cum too you ninny. It wouldn’t be much fun if it was all one sided now would it?” She smiled.“How did you cum, I don’t understand.” I said.“When you were… you know… I was rubbing my clit… This made me cum… In other words Ben I was wanking myself too.” Her face reddened. “What’s a clit? Do you mean your pussy?” I whispered.“Yes and No… it’s a small… well… like a button. Rubbing this makes a girl cum.” She said.“I thought you had a hole, where’s your clit thing?” I asked.“It’s not just a hole, you silly thing. There’s a lot more to it than that.” She laughed.“Show me… Please.” I asked.“Ben! Do you know what you are asking… No way am I showing you my pussy.” She walked into the living room. “What do you think of me… To imagine that I would do such thing.” She stood looking out of the window to the unfinished garden pond. “You should be thinking about completing this pond, not what my lady bits look like.” She said. “I am sorry Mrs Walker… It’s just I have no one else to turn to, and you were so good to me… I just thought that… maybe… just a quick look.” I said. “I’ll not tell anyone.”“Ben I know that, you’re so innocent. Yesterday was just a one off sort of thing, I have to make it in my mind that it never happened. I lost control, it’s not you that I’m really worried about, but me.” When she saw my look of despair she gently raised her hand to the side of my face. “Oh Ben please don’t look like that. I’m a married woman and…” The phone rang, and she picked up the receiver. “Hello Darling…” She said. I motioned to leave, but she pointed to a chair that I should sit and wait. “How’s thing’s going?” She paused. “He worked very hard yesterday, and he should be finished by the time you get home.” “No, he’s not here yet. Of course I’m alone… I miss you too… I really miss you silly… Oh you miss me in that way do you? Well you will just have to wait until you get home… Yes I remember that film, she was on the bed with the phone… What you getting at?… What on earth has brought this on? We’ve never done anything like that…” She listened to her husband for a few moments before saying. “Well… okay then. What do you want me to do… I’m in the living room… are you going to be doing it too? You’re what! Already… Naughty boy… give me a minute.” She placed the phone on the table and came over to where I was sitting and pulled me up. “It’s your lucky day.” She whispered. “Don’t make a sound.” She then unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to the floor. She then unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. Turning her back to me she unfastened her bra and removed her knickers. She picked up the phone and fell onto the sofa.“I’m ready… honestly, I’m only wearing my wedding ring.” She said smiling at me.She looked absolutely beautiful, long blond hair, big blue eye’s, lovely big boobs and a English Rose complexion.“Are you… you can’t say that… you want me to talk dirty? Big swears… Is your cock hard darling? Are you rubbing it? Not too fast… yes I’m very much so turned on… I can feel myself getting very wet down there… Suck my nipples! I’m pulling on them…. Oh… it’s like you sucking them, oh yes. Rub that hard cock for me. That’s it. I wish that I could touch it. Hold it in my hand. You would like to do what? In my mouth… that’s a new one… yes before we meet… I do like having… well I’m a woman. Okay I’ll suck you, but you have to do it to me… deal? She pulled her legs up and opened them wide, she pointed to a space on the sofa, and I sat, looking at her shaven pussy. “I’m rubbing myself, you know that place I like you to rub, before you push it in me… Talk dirty… Talk dirty… okay then… I’ll be a whore for you, I’m rubbing my wet cunt for you… and it feels so fucking good… wank that cock… wank that hard cock for me… I’m sliding my fingers into my hot hole, and it’s so fucking wet… I need your strong dick in me right now. Oh god yes…”I watch her fingers flashing across the top part of her lips, before sliding down into soft wet hole.“I’m rubbing my clit now. Lick it… yes that would be so fucking dirty” She looked at me. “I’m going to suck your cock and lick your balls… I’m going to wank you like never before. Suck you deep into my mouth, until you shoot that fucking load of cum into my mouth and face, and all over my big fucking tits…” I was wanking like crazy, and thinking that she wanted me to cum on her tits again I stood up and moved towards her, she beaconed me away with a don’t you dare cum look. I stopped wanking and continued to watch.“Then you’re going to lick my dripping wet cunt, I’m going to cream up your face with my cum. I can feel your tongue lapping my clit… yes lick… make me cum… I’m finger fucking myself and it so fucking good. What… you’re cumming, oh good me too.”I watched her fingers stabbing into her pussy as she said. “Fuck me… that’s right. Fuck me harder… oh yes… fuck me… yes… yes…”She lifted her arse off the sofa, still rapidly fingering and rubbing her cunt and fucking the air.“Yes I’m cumming, I’m a dirty little bitch… I’m a fucking whore for you… just look how hard I’m cumming.”She grunted and her whole body became rigid as she orgasmed. She twitched and jerked as she slowly lowered herself back onto the sofa. She gently caressed her glistening pussy, slowly getting her breath. After a few moments they were talking on the phone again, there was a lot of giggling and kisses, until she finally said goodbye and replace the receiver. “Well young man, did you get a good look at my pussy? Now you know how a girl wanks herself off, there are lots of ways for a girl to do it, but that’s a good start for you.” She said.“Now let me show you how a woman can make a man cum.” She said as she knelt in front of me, took hold of my cock and sucked it into her mouth. I was at the edge of bursting when she took me into her mouth, the softness and warmth, the hardness of her teeth, just took me almost to the brink… I pulled myself from her saying. “Sorry Mrs Walker, I almost cum in your mouth.” she stood up and pulled my head toward her and kiss me, my hard cock stabbed at her belly and in my boyish way I tried to kiss her back. She moulded my mouth with her fingers, slipping her tongue in she kissed me again, I replied with much of the same… and she whispered. “You’re a quick learner, I’m going to suck you and you’re going to cum in my mouth, and the next time that I kiss you I’ll slid my cum covered tongue into mouth and you can taste your own cum, just so you will know what it’s like for a girl. Never ask a girl to do what you wouldn’t do yourself.” Smiling she set to work on my cock, sucking and nibbling, wanking and kissing, soon I was tasting my own cum, it was not that bad, sweet yet a little bitter, yes I like the taste of my own cum. She sat back on the sofa with legs wide, she parted her lips and did a licking movement with her tongue. I got the idea, she kaçak iddaa spread her soft lips and used her finger to indicate her clit… “That little hood is where my clit will be hiding, you can run your tongue over it… these are my lips… sucking them hard into your mouth will send me crazy, and this is my hole.” With a soft moan she slid a finger into herself. “That’s where your tongue goes. This little hole is for my wee to come out.” She then inserted two fingers and “Oh I’m so wet.” she said. “Taste me.” I took her thickly cum covered fingers into my mouth, she tasted sweet and I needed more. I soon found that I had a gift for cunnilingus, I can read the movements a girls body and know just where and how she wants to be licked, sucked or bit. My tongue moved over her clit, up and down then side to side.“That’s it, lick my clitty. Its been such a long time.” She whimpered. “Oh it feels so good… suck my lips… that’s it… bite them. Now stick your tongue right into my hole. Oh my god…” She tugged my hair, rubbing her wet pussy against my mouth. I moved back to her clit, I could feel the small cums rippling through her as I licked at her love bud. After a while she went into an heavy orgasm when I did a figure of eight, and to my surprise; begged me to stop. “I can’t take it any more.” She cried. but I wanted more.I moved from her clit and began to work on her long soft lips. Sucking them deep into my mouth and complementary nibble from time to time. I then lapped at her dripping wet hole; I began to fuck her with my tongue, until she began to orgasm.Once again, I concentrated on her clit, only this time I slid in two fingers, and by chance found a soft place just behind her love mound, this sent Mrs Walker into a frenzy pulling my hair and forcing my mouth onto her hot little clit, it was, as if she exploded, her entire body began to jerk, pushing herself high off the sofa she let out a long primitive groan.Laying on the sofa with her feet on the floor, her legs wide open. I watched her pussy twitching, she was so very wet, thick streams ran between her arse checks. Slowly she moved and lay on the sofa. “That was fantastic. Oh just look at your cock, it’s so very hard.” She whispered. “Come on… fuck me.” I didn’t know what to do, so I began to poke around with my cock, hoping that it would find its own way in. “Hold on, big boy…” She said. “When you enter a lady for the first time, you, you must take a little time, allow her to get used to you, let her feel the stretching.” She reached down between us and guided my throbbing cock into her waiting wet pussy.She was soft warm and wet… “More… oh yes, more, that’s definitely in me…. more…” I pushed a little harder and my cock slid in, stretching her, filling her. She gave a long moan and dug her nails into my arms. “Did I hurt you.” I asked. “Oh will you just fuck me?” I still didn’t know what to do, but nature took over and I began to slid my cock in until she gave a little moan, then out, but not all the way. She began to moan and grown, moving her hips up to meet my gentle pushes. Has I increased the speed she said. “Oh that’s it, you’ve got it. Fuck me… you’ve got a lovely big cock and its making me cum… Yes I’m cum..oooooooh.”I could feel the cum building inside of me, I began to fuck her harder and faster.“Don’t you dare cum… not yet.” she demanded. “Stop… Stop… take a deep breath. Think of something other than cumming, hold the tip of your cock tightly, take deep breaths.” “it’s okay I said it’s passed now.” I whimpered.“Look it’s no good have a donkey dick if you can’t use it. Come on get up.” She said.Thinking I had upset her, I said. “It’s okay, I do better.” and slid my cock in a little.“I want to try something different… get up.” She said. I got up and she quickly turned onto her knees and pushed her arse up. Her pussy opened like a flower, and I had the overwhelming desire to bury my face in that soft wetness. I licked her hard, up from her clit, over and in her hole, and on to her arse-hole. I licked her lovely pink round bottom.“Oh my God that’s my bum. That’s my bum… Oh God.” She whispered. I knew she liked this by the way she push back hard onto my tongue so I tongue fucked her arse for a while, pushing in as far as I could go, then wiggled my tongue around inside her.She cried with delight as she orgasmed. “I need you to fuck me now Ben, fuck me like a bitch.”Standing behind her I entered her gaping lips with my hard cock, it slid in much deeper this time and I pushed much harder. She began to moan and push her bum back each time I pushed up. I became more confident watching my big cock slid into her pussy, her lips griping all along the glistening length. Thinking back to only the day before when I was afraid that girls wouldn’t like it, and start to take the piss, but now, her was the lady I’d been wanking about for the passed five years going crazy with my cock buried deep within her. I noticed that her bum-hole was opening and closing in time with my thrusts. I licked my thumb and pressed against it as it opened and it slid all the way in. “My bum-hole… that’s my bum… oh Jesus Christ.” she gasped. I thumb fuck her butt-hole while my cock banged into her exploding pussy. Mrs Walkers legs began to wobble and she lost balance and fell on the sofa. She was breathing heavily as she turned to look at me. She didn’t speak, but tapped the sofa indicating that I should lie down. I did and Mrs Walker stepped across me and took my cock and began to impale herself by slowly lowering her body letting my cock glide into the dripping wet pussy. Here I was, with the woman I’d been wanking about for the last five or six years, now lowering herself onto my dick. She looked beautiful, her large full breasts looked magnificent from this angle, and the look of share pleasure as I felt her muscles grip my cock. “I’m cumming…. oh my god, oh my god… yessss.” She flung her head back and her tits out making them look even bigger. This was too much for me, I tried to control myself, but it was no good, I was passed the point of no return. “I’m cumming Mrs Walker, I’m sorry, but you’re so fucking beautiful.” I said through gritted teeth. Mrs Walker was lost in the moment, her body shaking from the power of her orgasm. I felt the release as my cum blasted into her pussy. I pumped and pumped loads of hot cum into her, I thought it would never stop, wave after wave passing through my body and out from my dick. Mrs Walker fell onto my chest, we lay there for several minute, my semi-hard cock still inside her. I could feel the contractions as she continued to cum. She finally said. “You licked my bum-hole. That was a first, and when you put your finger in… I thought my head would come off.” “It was my thumb, not my finger.” I croaked.“With a little more experience you will be the best fuck any girl could wish for.” She said, gently lifting herself off me and allowing my cock to slap against my stomach.“Oh… just look at this.” She said spreading her pussy wide and letting my cum cascade onto my chest. “I can feel it running out of me…” Smiling see she said “We should get cleaned up.”We kissed, touched, licked, sucked and fucked at every chance we had or made for the next six weeks, until Mrs Walker had to leave for a short time for church business in Brussels. When she returned I was at university. She only lived next door to my mom and dad, but it was almost thirty years until we met again. I loved my Mrs Walker.
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