”“And I’m glad to be home! Now, let’s get home so the three of us can make up for the week apart!”She didn’t have to ask twice!August 26, ...994, Chicago, IllinoisI walked into Rosebud on Friday just before noon and saw Melissa Mascioli waiting by the host’s stand. I stepped up next to her.“Hi,” I said, extending my hand.“Hi,” she said, taking my hand and shaking gently.The host led us to our table and provided menus. A waitress immediately took our drink orders and we perused the menus. When. He guided the truck back into the alley while keeping the pedal to the floor. The open door caught on the wall of a block building and was torn from the vehicle as it careened wildly back into the alley. Steve was concentrating on speed, not accuracy.Gwen and Chancellor Braun had been stunned at the speed and ferocity of the collision. The Chancellor had been thrown forward onto the floor upon impact, and Gwen had barely managed to assist her back to her seat and lock Steve’s door when she. Ann stood up and turned around so that the bow in the back of the apron was facing me. I could do nothing but to pull the ends of the bow releasing the apron from her body. Her perky little tits sat high and those nipples just begged to be suckled. Ann knelt on the couch in front of me with one knee on one side of my thigh and the other carefully placed between my legs in front of my balls. My rock hard cock was resting on Ann’s thigh as she leaned forward so that I could get my lips on her. The more I sucked, the harder they got, till they were like little bullets. Mom sighed and moaned, pulling me closer into her breast.I moved up and kissed Mom. "Those are my breasts. They were my breasts when I was born and needed nourishment and they're my breasts now that you're my lover. I can never feel the same about another woman's breasts, no matter how young, how big or how firm she is or isn't. It's not a matter of competition, but if there was a competition, these would win."I moved.