Then she began to tell her story. It was the night of my bachelorette party. Id gone out with my girlfriends for one last hoorah. Diane scoffed. Hoo...ah, my ass! Sams perfectly arched brows rose. Diane took a sip of wine before continuing. Jim was there. He hit on me, flirted with me. He bought me drinks all night. We danced dirty, grinding on each other. I didnt see harm in it. I knew my fiancé, had his party that night so I figured why shouldnt I have a little fun? But it went from. Now that he was retired he had the luxury of doing these four times a week. Though in his late 50's, Jim was in outstanding shape. The days he didn't run he was in the gym lifting weights. He felt 35 and had the sex drive of a 20 year old. Although his sex drive was greater than his wife's, he would never cheat. His wife understood that he loved the Internet and that he was a voyeur. He couldn't get enough of looking at that young stuff, especially when it was shaved clean. One of these days he. If you haven’t read them yet, please do.After dinner, mom was washing dishes in the kitchen. Dad was watching TV in the living room. I went to the kitchen and hugged her from the back. She was surprised.“Your dad is right there, naughty boy,” she said. “I’m just hugging my mom. What’s wrong?” I asked.“You’re also grinding you tool against my ass,” she said.“He’ll think I’m giving you a passionate hug. Don’t worry,” I said and kissed her cheek.“Can you do this to me some other time? When we’re. That brings those grey goose bumps inwe are talkin about who knows u just really want me stretching ur assbut im just lookin in ur eyes sliding my fingers up n down ur backu fix your hair n lick ur lips waiting for my attacka hand goes up ur neck to tbe base of ur skull fingers rubb the scalp wide the tightly pulldeeper than u expect u have to arch ur back not from any pain but because it spreads ut chest n i wouldnt have it any other wayi lick between from belly to chin then down againmy other.