“oh man she’s tight, that wuss over there ain’t even broke her in properly….hahahha” Bob continued to pump Amy’s pussy for 5 mins until he...shot his load into her “ aahhhhh…ahhhh on god what a sweet pussy” and he gave her ass a slap as he withdrew/ “Next!” Two others had their share in similar fashion, making leud remarks throughout. Then it was Paul’s turn. Bob bent down to Amy’s face and said “ we saved the best till last honey, he’s big, your gonna enjoy this”“hey wuss ?” Paul shouted across. I found that kind of enchanting. I was looking forward to meeting his parents and to seeing the ranch where my namesake was born. I was becoming more and more curious about the mystery. Really the mystery was the difference in the two stories. It would be exciting to find out the truth. I couldn’t even speculate on what had really happened. Later I lay in bed in a pleasantly drowsy mood and thought about Jack and that kiss. It wasn’t really a kiss but it had been more than anything else in the. There was a lady living in the same building whose name is Aarthi. She was young married and had one child who was 3 years old. Aarthi must be in her late 20’s. I assume my neighbor could not control telling Aarthi what she saw me doing, breaking all the promises we made to each other. After all it is difficult to expect a 55 years old lady to maintain secrecy. They love gossiping. Cant blame her for this. Aarthi called me one day and asked me some general questions about my well being. She. " You'll never get to find out if you keep using her as an ashtray, you dick." Shit. You heard that, huh? One fucking mistake, and I bet I hear about it forever." Your wife made some comment about my doing the whole 'Clinton' cigar thing on her and the consequences. If it gets too bad for you, I know how we can re-direct the heat." So, you've got to tell me, is she often like that? I mean, IN-credible!" It's not that bad, she only gets that way about every few weeks or so." Sounds about perfect.