I told her we had quite a crowd coming.Bob suggested, that even though their clarity had improved, it was possible that their ‘range’ was still ve...y limited. I got out my scaled map and my scale. The direct distance from our house to theirs was almost 50 miles. We decided that on our way tonight we would ‘call’ them from various known spots to try to see what their range WAS.Greg wondered what ‘OUR’ range was, or is, and whether or not all of ours were the same? The discussion fueled an. V.P lettering. “We have already all accepted the invite.Lenny Jackson was from the deep south and the only son of a Black farming couple. He had gotten a football scholarship to Boston College (BC) and had come to love New England, especially when he had met his, wife to be, Michelle, who was studying physiotherapy at the same college. They had now been married 25 years and had a daughter Abby, 22, currently at BC and a son Arron, 20, who worked alongside Lenny in his construction business.. But whatever fruit they matched in size, they were always so, so heavy.But they were decidedly swelling now, as I played his insurmountable instrument, skillfully using my whole body to control him.Well, as much as anyone could anyway, for as he roared to climax, it was obvious who the master of us both remained.My world dissolved into pain as he up thrust, taking my throat for his own, jamming eight inches of ankle-thick shaft into it.I coughed and gargled and sputtered and gagged all at the. ” She excused herself, grabbing her clothes and heading to a back bathroom. When she got there, she immediately texted Sandy. Avoiding the salacious details, she let Sandy know what had happened. Sandy was less than amused.“You are so full of it, Rachel. You wait till I’m gone and then you bonk our two friends. Hey, where they any good? I hope not. You bitch!”Rachel knew the message was steeped in sarcasm and partially in jealousy. Her response was a simple smiley face emoticon. Rachel.