Max is 53 years old and works in some sort of legal department firm, I didn't ask. I also knew he was in a band or at least he knew somebody in one. H... stood an easy six foot and his balding salt and pepper hair was neatly slicked back. He was over weight but not huge. He greeted me in a mellow shy way and I got the key to the private room. As we walked in I told him that the place was great. The worker guy turned on the light, the tub, and closed the door as he left. Max walked over to the. ’ ‘Good. I do not want to worry about my family in my grave, and so lengthen my years in Purgatorio.’ ‘In your grave? Surely not soon. Niccólo, you will have many more years, God willing.’ ‘No, I do not believe it is God’s will. When my father passed his fortieth year, Satan began squeezing his chest from time to time, and one day he was struck down gathering grapes to make wine. Satan squeezes my chest from time to time, has for a year now, and I know the day will come soon when I am summoned. She finished early and left work two hours early.Returning straight to the house, she stripped and waited for Dale and Susan to return home. She knew that she had hours alone in the house and nothing to do. She looked over at the television set thinking that she could watch television, but decided not to do that. Somehow she had gotten out of the habit of sitting around the house.She wandered into Susan's room and stared at the computer. She sat down and moved the mouse. She noticed that there. I kissed her neck with my one hand, gently pressing her boob over her bra. My right leg was crisscrossed with her leg and was trying to raise her petticoat.I took her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. I pulled down her petticoat and had a view at her clean trimmed pussy. It looked fresh and was so appealing. I asked her how often she trims. She told me that she use to trim it with my beard trimmer when I was not home. “Wow such a lucky trimmer”, I said to myself and kissed her once.