Laying on her back the Latino had her knees up, looking over to the black mother sitting with the 2nd glass of my Jack, a little disappointed maybe th...t the Latino had decided to take the extras, asked if she could leave the room, huffing and getting her bag she left.Cock not fully hard, I poked it into a very wet cunt, I pushed it in, and it responded by growing filling the warm wet cunt, a few minutes of sliding in and out of her cunt the Latino was breathing heavy and riding my cock like the. We listened to Matthew and son and then she had to hear Mona Bone Jakon, too. I had to play "Trouble" twice for her. I also had to brew another pot of coffee. I was glad she was satisfied after that. As much as I like his music even I was starting to get tired of it.I'd have to make sure I took her to see Harold and Maude next year. I wouldn't mind seeing it on the big screen for a change and I was pretty sure she'd love it. After checking the rest of my collection (thankfully not listening to. K was asking.“It sounded steep to me. But what do I know,” She said, “Seven hundred fifty thousand.”“1300 bucks an acre. You’re right. I’d pay 750 an acre and that would be high. As soon as I get off the phone I’ll call.”“I’m back ... your name is on three boxes. We’ll hold them at the quoted price for a year.”“You don’t need to hold them that long. I expect to be back in Wyoming by October.”“Ok. By the way ... there’s a guy here in Hector who sells peeled balsam fir poles at seven bucks. That was over twenty years ago!"She frowned. "Well, I have a confession to make. That wasn't a baseball—I did that while sweeping, with my broom handle. I saw a spider, and you know how I feel about spiders..."She tried to look sheepish, but the twinkle in her eye gave her away. I silently breathed a sigh of relief and tried to return to Walden.Frank coughed, causing me to look up again. "I have a confession too, m'dear." He looked genuinely embarrassed, and I again began to contemplate a rapid.