I wanted it. Me I wanted it. Me. Me.“Not good enough, again. NOW.”They were busy with their tongues again, their arse’s to me. I gave them two s...rokes each. Hubby was hard, as he watched me whip them. Hard as he watched the welts rise. The other two watched in fascination. “Now watch how a real woman fucks,” Lothar told them. I straddled him, and slowly sank onto his hard, long shaft. I adjusted quickly to his size. My cunt remembered. Remembered the size, the length, the girth. My cunt. It has some minor problems, I was going to send it to you to fix anyway. I can bring it over this afternoon if you want. Look it over, if it’s ok, I’ll trade it for some work on some other cars.’ ‘That works, say about 3pm at the shop? And wear some clean clothes, and shave too. My friend is worth lookin’ at even if you don’t hit it off. And Paul, she is a friend of mine, not a one nighter.’ ‘Eddy, I’m too old for that anymore. I’m looking for long term now. Say for the rest of my life?’. I had been cleaning all day one Saturday while my husband was away in class. I decided to run to the grocery to get something to cook for dinner. While perusing up the seafood aisle, I ran across an old friend, Michelle, I hadnt seen her in years. She looked good, we started chatting, when I decided that I would ask her to come over and fix something quick for lunch, maybe for a couple of hours if she wasnt busy. She said that she wasnt and would love to. Finishing up quickly in the store, and. The thing that really upset us was that it was a child that was the victim. In this case, the victim was a girl about eight years old. She was the granddaughter of one of our bodyguard clients, the Olsons.The girl had been taken as she walked home from the school bus stop. A witness reported that she was snatched into a blue Prius by a man who was sitting in the back seat. The witness had a good description of the car, but, as was the norm nowadays, there was no license place to aid in the.