That would be great. Thanks.I immediately called Jennifer.“So, please tell me that you’re free for the next few hours. Don’t make a liar out of ...e.”When I explained the situation she was happy to go. Ted got the girls and carried Julies booster seat to my SUV. He also gave me a twenty from his mother for the ice cream.“Guys, your mom gave us some money. Let’s use it for dinner. What does everyone want?” The vote was two for pizza and one for chicken nuggets. We got both and they brought it home. They’d cleaned off all of that bitch Sasha’s ass. I wanted to find her and spank her for what she did. She was such a naughty futa.But I felt too good to be so mad right now.My mother’s tongue fluttered through my pussy. She licked at me while the ache built and built at the tip of my cock. Mrs. Tuft and her daughter, the older one blonde and the younger a curly-haired brunette, had their faces pressed tight together. Their tongues danced over the tip of my futa-dick. Christabella’s hand played. At one point we were walking and she reached across me to point at something and "accidentally" ran her fingers the length of my cock before moving. Nothing was said and I assumed it was purely an accident - but I later found out not, and that she'd been dying to do that ever since Aldo, if only to confirm it was real. She did try on a few more pairs in the other shops, one really hot pair of more western inspired knee highs, but nothing was knocking either of us out. We decided to return to. " It's us who are eccentric, not Al nor Sarah. I'll bet most college students aren't sure as to what they want to be when they grow up."Rachel squeezed my hand. "As though you're going to grow up soon!" WOWCOW or Gelato Blue?" I asked."Gelato Blue. I love their sour cherry."I ordered macadamia and we sat upstairs for a while. When they closed at eleven, we strolled home. Henry was gone; Sarah had put the bed linen in the washer; and she was reading."This is definitely lava," Henry said, holding.