. touch ... my panties, I mean in my panty drawer, Charley dear. Is it OK if I mention that it's OK with me? So you don't feel guilty or that you have...to sneak around about it?" ... uh ... you're not mad?" I muttered, looking at my feet."No. Curious though, does that mean ... you sometimes think ... er ... think of me when you ... you know?"I nodded, my face red and my temperature hitting a new high."I'm sorry about spilling on..." I said."No, it's all right. I have to admit that I find it a. I get up and walk over to her grab a hand full of that long blond hair she has i pull her from th couch she goes right to her knees both hands working her pussy.Itake out my rock hard cock i touch her cheek with it her skin is so soft to the touch i tell her to suck it she opens her mouth for me she takes the tip in her mouth i feel her tounge and my whole body tenses she takes it further in, slowly working her way to deep throating me ,she opens her eyes and looks up at me with the most. " in a breathless voice.I told her "Sure, but from behind. I want to see that luscious ass get pounded." She gladly turned around and knelt down on the floor with her juicy ass waving in my face. I slid into her from behind with no problem. She gasped as I entered her and immediately started pushing back to meet my thrusts. I started pumping her as hard as I could from behind. She was groaning louder and louder as she was trying to push harder to get my cock deeper in her. Her pussy was. I haven’t heard from him in ages.”“You called him your boyfriend before.”“I think I said there wasn’t really another word to use that made sense, and that we weren’t steady.”“You’ll forgive me if I don’t remember.”Anna laughed softly, “It’s not as if it was important from your perspective.”“I do remember you said you met him through playing chess.”“Yes. It was in December of ‘77. The Milford Chess team came to Turpin to play. Steve and his friend Mary psyched out several members of our team by.