Mercy General, downtown Phoenix. I was thrilled. It was close enough to our homes that the commute, while a pain during peak hours, was not that big a...deal when one got right down to it. And, if I was thrilled, Penelope was ecstatic! She would be making a deal more than me for sure, now. But that would change eventually. It was September 1986.“Yes, I love it,” she said. The hospital itself is very well run, and the staff...” she said.“The staff?” I said.“Yes, I’ve already met a friend. She’s. I slowly push the tip of my cock inside her hole, she whimpers and I ask her if she’s ok.She nods, “Don’t stop, I want you inside me.” I begin to push more of my cock inside her, stretching her hole as she whimpers louder. My heart sinks as I know I’m causing her pain. But she doesn’t want me to stop. Soon I’m entirely inside her, and as I feel her ass stretch for me more.I hear her whisper, “Fuck me, daddy.” I spank her ass one more time, now slowly fucking her. Grinding up against her. Jennifer hardly reacts only a bit indirectly.to my many stories and messages, as we have here an urgent plan.I still expect her to visit me in Amsterdam again, for the first time with her dear doddie Jenny for her birthday. Jennifer receives many messages from me and even public posts at the wall of her profile page.I quote my most recent one there, also to puzzle her with my double play, as I quote my own lines.Jennnifer I quote a comment at a story of youI see the lines as a tribute to you in. The wind was warm and blew her hair in her face as they slowly flew in what felt like circles. She was thankful for the blindfold because she could concentrate on the feel of Ginny’s hands on her body without worrying about the fact they were actually on a broom.“I’ll take that as a yes,” Ginny murmured as she pulled Hermione back against her and urged her to move forward slightly on the broom so she had better access. Her breasts rubbed against Hermione’s back, her nipples hard as they pressed.