On That Day Julie was driving the Family's Silver Ford Fusion Car to a local park, She was going to do her morning Jog, Little Did She Know That A 6'1... 215 LBS, short Brown Hair, Hazel eyes, wearing under-wear, shirt, that was underneath a black hoodie, pants, socks, shoes, 47-year-old man named Michael Preston Mitchell was sitting in the driver-seat of a red Toyota Corolla Car, He was drinking a can of Busch Beer and smoking a cigarette, Until He saw a silver ford fusion car, he watched as the. What happened?” “Could I please have some wine first?” Inger replied. “Sure if you don’t mind Gallo by the gallon.” “Ugh … well, beggars can’t be choosers.” “Yeah, you could have brought a nicer vintage if you’re gonna be a friggin’ connoisseur.” “Sorry, Barb, but wait ‘til you hear about my little adventure.” Barb perked up at her friends words. “Adventure? Do tell.” “The wine, Barb, please, I really need a drink.” Holding her robe closed with one hand, Barb walked into her. As I looked at Tony he was now sitting on the edge of sofa gently rubbing the bulge in his trousers and something Anne must have seen when she said it was time I showed Tony just how good my hands were and to Join her on the bed, this I did and it was then that Tony asked if he could take a picture and we both said why not it’s only harmless fun. Laying on the bed beside Anne we got into position and rolled to face him Anne had now lost her panties but for some reason had cupped her right. You shouldnt hide it. You shouldnt be ashamed of it. Youre a woman, be proud. Show off your assets, take power in the effect you have on men and women. Lize and I bent down, grasping the thick, black robe, and pulled it over her head. She lifted her arms, meek and submissive, my cunt contracted and fresh juices leaked down my thighs. She wore no bra for her large, heavy breasts topped with fat, dark-brown nipples that were hard from Lizes deft fingers. The only thing she did wear was a pair of.