Miller! Look Andrew please call me Amy tonight Ok! As he stepped into the hall his eyes said it all! He could hardly take his eyes of me and stuttere... the words? Wow Mrs. miller you look fantaaaassstic! Why thank you Andrew Look Im sorry but the boys have gone away with there father for the weekend and I didnt want to disappoint you again so I thought that you and I could celebrate your birthday together if that ok with you? Are you kidding me I would love to celebrate my birthday with just. "Come, Mary. We both need one."The second whiskey sour made her tongue slur. I never planned on getting her drunk, but she sure needed it. She is a white wine woman, normally. The typical chardonnay aficionado. It doesn't taint your teeth, you know.I hugged my scotch and listened. She gushed by now. This Phil was worse than even I suspected. Mary already had a crush on him in high school. She had never been able to shake it, although she had had a million good reasons.I supposed that Irene must. And across the room, Roger was being aroused to such a point that he could think of nothing else besides who he was going to fuck and how soon. His lingering lack of satisfaction with Louise, and the slow, smoldering eroticism of watching his other daughter being fucked on the couch now had built his lust to volcanic proportions: it was all too much.Abruptly, Roger went to her and grabbed her roughly by the hips, pushing away a startled Harold Taylor. As she knelt there on her hands and knees,. Her shoulder length dark brown hair smelled good as I sniffed it. Her face was very beautiful and her eye makeup accented her blue eyes perfectly as her cherry red lipstick did the slightly parted lips. Her lovely tits jiggled as I pounded my rod into her. I sucked on her nipples as I fucked her. She definitely had the curves and look that turned me on. Her thighs were pale like the rest of her except for a dark brown mole on the inside of her left one. Christine was the perfect lover. I didn't.