Her nose was sharp, her face angular and her eyes hard and strict. Perhaps as a younger woman she might have had some redeeming features in hr face bu..., if that were the case, they had long since disappeared.She sat at the head of the table and surveyed the assemblage quietly as the sumptuous dinner was served.Afterward as they all were enjoying a glass of after-dinner wine, the old woman spoke up."You, your name," she said to Marsha in a German accent and manner which revealed she was quite. “They are a bit odd though,” he added thoughtfully. “In what way?” “Well, they’re a Christian Bank from a rather fundamentalist sect,” he told me. “They’re very tight on what sort of businesses they lend to and the type of people in charge.” He laughed. “They’re firmly pro-life and don’t approve of contraception, divorce or homosexuality” “Are they Catholic?” I asked. “Stricter than that. They don’t drink alcohol or eat meat on Fridays either.” “They don’t sound like much fun to me,” I joked.. The night before she had been poised and elegant; today she looked like a hoyden. She was wearing skin-tight Levi's, a Smith College sweatshirt, and had her hair tied back in a pony tail. Mike remembered the magnificent female body he had seen in the painting. He could see the painter certainly got her legs right. He hoped the rest of her was as accurately depicted.When they finished eating, Susan challenged the men to a two-man touch football game. To even it, it would be two hands for the men. .He did it when it was as far into her ass as those four balls allowed...The vibrations when it started caused her to jolt and cry out but he ignored that as he continued to fuck it into and out of her...The sound changed and the vibrations got stronger as he changed the tempo of her fucking, then he reached with his other hand and started on her cunt...When he just touched her clit her hips bucked and she stiffened..."That's right baby...Just let it go...Cum...Cum for me...you can do it"Janet.