Cat and I have been here for hours” he said, calmly. Dario finally turned his head, a smug expression plastered across his face. Without breaking ey... contact he smacked his hand across Catherine’s plump arse cheek, extracting a groan from John’s wife. Maintaining his rhythm, Dario slowly ran his fingers into Catherine’s hair, firmly gripped a handful, and raised her head up and round, so she was staring straight at her husband. John realised it wasn’t the pillow muffling Catherine - Dario had. She looked hot, I had to say, I mean it was the punk era and the photos the girls all had short skirts and safety pins everywhere and some wild colours in their hair.If she had looked like that at my school I would have fancied her!I left the photos but found myself thinking about her when I was wanking later that day, I felt guilty but rationalised that I was thinking about a sexy 16 year old punk, not my mum. At breakfast one morning mum was opening her mail, as there was just the two of us. John picked up the wine bottle and his beer bottleby their necks in his left hand then collected all therest of the cold meat on his right hand, he stood upand offered me the crook of his left arm to link my armthrough, we walked off without saying goodbye to Allanwhich I thought was a little rude but as it turned outit wasn’t at all rude as Alan was following along justbehind us. I expected John to take me back to the apartment but hedidn’t, he led me out along the beach, out into. I just needed a swift kick in the ass to motivate me to wash it. You gave me that. It's cool, we're cool, okay?" I kissed Jen on the lips very gently this time."Thank you, Master. Garth used to get so angry whenever I would do that, but my bladder gets full at times and harder to control with this baby, you know. I tried to explain it to him, but it was another reason we broke up. He was disgusted with me, with that, with the baby bump, the late night cravings, the incredible horniness, and the.