He slurped and belched loudly. Mrs. Smither stared at the old, ugly figure as her finger twirled inside her ear trying to dislodge something bothering...her."Too bad that boy won't be around," Mrs. Smither said, her eyes going vacant as she reminisced. "He had a nice hard cock. Not like the wimpy one I'm used to." Well, I'll miss that blonde cheerleader's tight wet pussy. I'm stuck with an old hag's dried up one. And, man, her ass was even tighter."They continued laughing, jibing each other with. Mein kapdey perfume laga ke uske flat pe pohnch jaise he bell ki auntie ne darwaza khola kya bata woon dostoon blue colour top aur short jeans mein auntie kya qayamat lag rahi the deep cut top mera lund tou auntie ko dekhte he khada hogaya andar ake auntie ko dekhne laga mein sofe pe betha aur auntie tang leke aye jaise he wo thoda jhuki meri nazar uske choochoon pe padiAur haath se juice ka glass mere pant pe gir gaya auntie bolne lagi sorry sorry aur tissue uthake ke table se mere pant pe. See you Monday."I smiled as Bill left the office. This life was looking more appealingall the time. Long weekends with Amanda... the very thought made my newfeminine senses alive.Returning to my desk, I sat down at my computer screen. There wereseveral work related emails, but none of them were pressing. I notedone from "Amanda." Clicking on the email, it read:Hon, I see you called. I don't want to talk until tonight. You're doinggreat though. You have everything you need to get through today.. Connor’s arms went out to catch the other man as he took a wobbly step forward. As he straightened, Seamus eyed Connor carefully. ‘How much have you had to drink, man?’ Seamus asked. ‘You look a little unsteady.’ Connor had to laugh out loud at that. At the moment, he was quite certain that Seamus thought everyone else was drunker than he was. ‘I haven’t had much to drink at all, Seamus,’ he finally answered, smiling for the first time all night. ‘Well, that’s just not right,’ Seamus announced.