(figure of speech).(The Next Day its a Saturday)I call Hannah and i am apologizing "baby i am sorry i did not know you would take offence cant we just...forget it happened" and she said "no your gonna have to keep apologizing untill i think you have learned ur lesson" and i said "baby cant you just come over and we can talk it out and she said "maybe what do i get out of it" and i said "my apologies" and she said "well i guess" and it took a few hours then she knocked on the door and i answered. .. a huge cock... even if it did belong to Al.On the other hand, Al couldn't believe Marcy was getting him horny...the lady he often accused of having the body of a 13 year-old boy. Her dark tan and perky 34B tits were in stark contrast to Peggy's porcelain complexion and extra large tits. Marcy's thong dug deep into her pussy folds...leaving nothing to the imagination... enticing Al's cock to fill with blood and stiffen."What's going on down there?" Asked peg as she propped herself up on her. I was standing there and bent down a bit to grab both her melons. After a cpl of mins I made her stand up and was back to sucking them melons and i lift her saree up a bit and put my finger on her pussy which was super wet. In went two fingers and was making squishy sounds. She held her boobs and pushed them into my mouth to suck. I sucked and fingered till my mouth was tired.She turned around, lift her saree and bent down and put her hands on the stool. I dashed out and got a condom from the. We spend hours, sitting together. She will put her legs in my lap. She’ll turn her back to me and pull pillows into her tummy. I touch her. She loves to be touched, to be massaged. I know her body as intimately as any lover. She trusts me to touch her because she knows me. She knows my spirit. She trusts me and that’s something so beautiful it makes me weak just to feel it sometimes oh gawd it’s AMAZING considering how she’s been abused. It’s a fucking benediction is what it is to me. I’m the.