" No, I didn't sexually harass her. She's my regular racquetball partner." Don't fuck with me, Duncan," said Hopkins. "You're in a world of shit here.... I admit that I used unauthorized techniques and procedures to follow a hunch," said Bob calmly. "But it paid off. She trusted me enough to confess." And that's the other thing," said Sandra. "You were just banging the ball around and she blurted out that she'd killed her rapist?" That's pretty much it," said Bob. "She said she was seeing a. ’ As she turned in the seat she pulled her skirt up and presented Les with a view of her pussy, covered only with flimsy panties. She braced herself with her arms behind her on the seat. Les reached for the panties and pulled them off. He removed Marty’s shoes too and then he lifted her legs high and wide. The gentle breeze felt good to Marty as it blew on her snatch. Les leaned into the V of her crotch and began to kiss the hot, sensitive flesh of her thighs and above her cunt. He rested. After being together for years, she knows exactly what gets me off. She knows I am close and starts jerking me voraciously. "Yes, baby. You like that? You like it when I'm being a bad girl? Cum for me and show me how much you like it."Cum shoots out of me, running up her arm, landing on hers and my stomach. She keeps jerking me off until she knows I am done. We lie back in bed and catch our breath. Eventually she reaches over the side and picks up a t-shirt from the ground and uses it to wipe. Thanks for asking me to come here and get ice cream with you.”“I feel good about our meeting too, Kasey. I wanted to meet you, but I was afraid that that I wouldn’t measure up and I’d be let down even more. I guess I was thinking that it was better to have you as a daydream, than to meet you and not even make an impression on you. I’m still nervous too, I’m scared also. But I feel good sitting here with you. I hope we can be friends, now that we’ve been officially introduced, even if Carol did.