.”“Yes, I saw. Good evening.”“Good? Are you certain?”She smirked. “Maybe good is an exaggeration.”“I’m Jonathan,” he announced, as...he held out his hand.“Julie. I’m pleased to meet you.” Urgh, why am I so formal? “I’ve come for a cup of sugar.”“Really? Where’s the cup?”He held out empty hands and offered her a lopsided smirk. “To be honest, I don’t need sugar, although it seemed the perfect excuse to visit.”She smiled. “It’s freezing; come in.”He thanked her as he stamped off the snow.While he. With that she immediately froze and said I quite like you angry.Angry,i'll show you angry and i'll show you how it feels to be disrespected.What do you mean she asked. You get to know nothing,just as me last few days.He said she should make a coffee and take it through immediately.As she did this he looked at the casual dress she had on an her shape through it.She clattered through quickly on her heels with the coffee. She bent over to put his coffee on the table and she saw his eyes go right. At the time I was nervous and somewhat excited and started to get hard. I was kind of embarrassed as he kept putting more of that stuff near my crack. Slowly I felt his finger start to protrude into my anal cavity and felt like I was clamping down on it. He put his other hand on my back and told me to relax. I felt his finger go in deeper and deeper as my hard-on grew bigger.I could then feel him move his finger inside of me for what seemed like forever. Now this happened more than 30 years. "Yeah," he stammered. "I'm fine. I'm fine, Denise."Denise didn't speak again. She must have instantly fallen back asleep.After a full minute standing in the bathroom, Josh made up his mind aboutwhat to do next. He'd confront her. That was the only thing he could do.Maybe if he tried to apologize, she would reverse whatever she had done.Josh tore out of his pajamas and jumped into a fresh pair of jeans and t-shirt. The breasts jutted out like mountains. Cursing under his breath,he pulled his.