Chats though.This one was from around the end of 2005/top of 2006, and as u can tell i was kinda creeping myself during this first one, lol. The names...are changed to protect the innocent, lol. Check the first of about three steamy chats I saved below:ME: well what time does your son get out of school and what time is your mother coming?WhtMILF: my mother should be here in an hour and then she has to run me a few places i let my son take the car cuz of the guy coming early for the toilet. Alex’s hand continued to pinch and caress Jill’s nipples. Jill could feel Fay move a bit and she could tell from the suck of her breath that John had just entered her. Alex was hard but seemed to be enjoying just rubbing and caressing Jill’s breasts, her ribs, stomach, and the top of her pussy. 'Divine.' was Jill’s thought.Fay stopped kissing Jill and concentrated on John moving in and out of her pussy alternating at an unhurried pace, then more hurriedly. She was getting very turned on though. "Cathy Rosensweig was a little more blunt. Her son is a football player. She is always bragging about him. Personally I think she looks like abit of a football player herself. She said, "All I'm saying is, in amillion years, my Mitchel would NEVER get a gift like that for me." Ithought to myself, "That's because he'd be too stupid to."I was starting to get upset, when Cindy, who was probably my best friendin the group, tried to lighten the mood a little. She giggled and said,"Well, he does. I am not good at reminding them of the "look, not touch" rule without getting rude and inviting rudeness in return, but I manage. I have to remind them, because the owner has only bought a drink and food licence, not a "drink and play" one, or whatever it is called, so she'd get in trouble if the serving girls misbehaved. I do not want trouble, not for me, not for her, so I behave.Sometimes, when business allows me to relax, I look at the guests, and watch them when they look at me, or at the.