He deserves the grief.”Dad and I supervised the movers who packed up everything and moved it. Along the way we kept notes of who was to get what whe... she passed herself. For instance, when we moved her recliner, she said that Dad should get it. It didn’t matter that he had a perfectly fine recliner of his own, he wrote it down on the notepad. Likewise, when we moved Grandpa’s flag and his medals, she told us I was to get them eventually. I already knew that, but we wrote it down anyway.At the. Amanda Howard smiled for almost a tenth of a second and then said, “Well Mr Haverstein, if that’s all for now. I do need to finish looking at that revised warranty agreement.”“That’s fine Mandy,” Haverstein responded. Amanda visibly winced; she hated Haverstein’s smarmy over-familiarity. “You run along and get that fixed.”Chris found himself a desk and a PC and tried to see what he could get at across the network. Unsurprisingly he couldn’t get access to the on-board software of any of Gerry’s. Then I looked over and could see Jake was spraying his own spunk deep into that woman. I went over to clean Jake's cock, I loved how that woman's pussy smelled and tasted. I ended up eating her out which got both men all turned on again and they took turns fucking me and the other woman. That was the first time I had had two guys fucking me like that. After we finished round two, the woman and laid there holding each other while the guys talked. They ordered room service and two even older. Fantasizing was better than nothing, and soon it was much better than nothing. What had begun as ordinary kiddy daydreams turned into a powerful obsession. The girls, then women in my fantasies became increasingly realistic.Over the years, I've had quite a number of fantasy lovers. Marianne, with the big breasts and round, bouncy ass. Many's the time I bounced off it as I plowed into her from behind. Ginette, the intellectual, who liked to talk about English literature and Renaissance.