We had about 7 k**s in one house. We just watched movies all night I offered to watch them since I didn't have much to do on the weekends but waste my...life on video games. I also thought about how it'd give me a chance to sneak a touch on my little cousin while she sleeps. All of the other k**s were under 10 so they didn't seem to last to long watching Frozen on DVD. I switch it to the television to catch a scary sci-fi movie involving zombies or goblins of some sort. I was thinking about this. "What? That's outrageous." She replied."I'm sorry about the price. I spent a couple of months adding the fringe to it. The original bolero came from Bruges, in Belgium. It dates back to the 17th Century. My mother traded a ring for it, and I added the stitching. It was a lot of work. I don't really care whether I sell it or not. I doubt that you could get something like this for twice the price." She said almost apologetically.Santana looked at the proprietor without speaking. "Oh, fuck." She. Keith was a good twelve or fifteen years older, and although I knew he was quite athletic in his youth, he was obviously past his prime sliding into middle age. I had even thought about making a play for her, trying to steal her away from him. She would certainly be worth losing a job over... but they obviously cared deeply for one another, and I figured that it was a case of love conquers all differences.Why I had begun stealing off them I can't really say. At first it was an impulse thing -. It was like we were a coupleof fans hooked on a daytime soap opera.And sure enough, on the next Monday they didn't stop at fondling eachother but after several minutes of that they helped each other removetheir panties and then reached down and encircled each other's cock withtheir hands and began to stroke up and down, kissing each other as theystroked faster and faster, and finally climaxing almost simultaneouslyand squirting their cum on each other's stomach. Man, by that time Ithink that.