I’ll keep sniffing around.Michael is a little pervert. I’m bound to catch him looking at porn on his phone or his computer, and when I do, his cut... little butt is going to be grass, and I am going to be the fucking lawnmower.That reminds me. I’ll go tell Michael to mow the grass even though it doesn’t need it. He may just talk back, and that will give me an excuse to give him a good spanking. I am so wicked! I know that makes me sound bad, but it was such fun the other day, and it is inevitable. ”“Uh-huh,” Jill said. “You can’t miss what you’ve never had.”I looked to the young nurse, who was not amused by the spectacle in front of her.“They promised me yoga pants and cycling tops if I got my arm fixed,” I said. “Instead I get baggy shorts and loose T-shirts. It’s a crock. I tell ya.”The nurse had been content to direct her ire toward those around me. Now her scowl found its way to my direction.“Do I need to remind you that this is a hospital?” she asked.“Not me,” I said, smiling at. “I was starting to think that you wouldn’t show.” I told him standing up to hug him.As I pulled our bodies together and felt him hold me in his cold embrace I could already feel wetness between my legs. As I let go of him I led him down to the grown with me to sit in front of an old tome stone.He looked at me for a moment his red eyes running over my body and in my mind I questioned if it was such a great idea to come to a dark grave yard in the middle of the night to meet up with a vampire.. She, in turn, was behind another youngish man. The American was in good shape for her age, a few pounds overweight but still very attractive. As the bus jerked and bounced around on the rough road I realized that she kept swaying back against the guy behind her. He obviously was excited and his cock had grown hard in his shorts. I nudged my wife and she looked over and saw that the American now seemed to deliberately move back and rub her butt against his cock. I’m not sure if they thought the.