Let me call and see what's up." Mike said walking to the phone. He dialed the number and a person answered, he didn't know. "I was given this number t... reach Ruth Stevens." "My I ask who is calling?" "I'm her son Mike!" Mike was concerned. This was strange at best. "Yes sir. Mrs Stevens will contact you in just a moment. This is just a safety precaution. I hope you will understand." "Alright. So she'll call me back is what you're saying? Is she alright?" Mike was getting very worried. "Yes. Now if you still want to come, then clime on and I’ll give you a ride better than any amusement park ride you’ve ever been on.”Plonking her clit over my mouth again, she said. “Lick away Ted, and make it good, I want to leave your face covered in pussy juice. And this time next year I intend to fuck that massive dick of yours until you can’t walk you’ll be that shagged out.” As Stacy’s climax grew ever closer, her aggression increased to a fever pitch. ‘Lick my clit you pussy eating. But more than that, she has a way of wrapping her legs around one of yours and rubbing herself against you. And she was doing it 10 years before anybody ever heard of the Lambada. I used to tell her it was no fair using my thigh as a rubbing board, she should go back to the room and get out her vibrator like every other woman in America.Anyway, it was evident to me that John liked having this woman rub her cunt against his leg, and he tried to maneuver her to one of the darker corners of the. Artistic people see the world differently. My little brother is twelve, and he can draw amazingly realistic pictures that completely fool the eye into thinking they are three dimensional. He is amazing. Me, I see things in three dimensions. I mean, everyone does, but I can visualize something and see it from every side, every tiny detail.”“What about you, Leo? You went to Central, you said? What do you want to be when you grow up?”“I think I want to be a writer. Just this year I discovered how.