Then, I took Mary by the hand, “I need to talk to Mary, ALONE, for a while. Would you ladies please excuse us?”There were some anxious looks, but ...hey nodded their consent.By the time I got Mary into the bedroom, she was crying.“The Spirits told you what I did ... didn’t they?”Just before breaking into a smile, I pulled her tenderly into my arms. “Yes, my love and I wanted to tell you how much I love you for doing what you did.”That opened the floodgates.Her sobbing turned into bawling, then. And I liked him well enough to listen. From time to time we traded favors, but the balance was usually in Charlie's favor.My friend had watched with interest, and a more than a little amusement, as I tried to screw my way through the building. He could even tell I was getting bored with the game. I had told him about losing the great love of my life, and he knew I wasn't just playing the rake (although that was part of it); I was really trying to find my heart again, but without much success.. It was full and round and enticing. They finally got to the office where the equipment was located and Gina stated, "Well, here we are, there's a phone on the wall to call the main office." Thanks," and Frank dropped his backpack and pulled out his laptop and fired it up. Once running, he connected to the network and the network equipment and began checking things before calling George. Once on the phone with George, he was able to get the connection back up in a short amount of time, even. The combination of Olivia’s shiny, distorted face and the shiny multi-coloured pantyhose bulges, straining the back of her tights was too much. With a few concentrated thrusts, and her teeth clenched through her mask, Elaine fucked Olivia. ‘Take it, you dirty bitch! Take it,’ Elaine seethed, with the wildest, encased expression under her mask, gripping Olivia’s shiny thighs, as her hips slapped her arse. ‘I fucking love fucking you, in your glossy tights, while your sad husband is.