Joyce always tried her best to look nice. She was 55 and her figure was a more rounded shape. she was wearing a bright red Skirt Just above the knee.B...ack Tights and A White silky blouse with her ample boobs pushing through, With red High Heels to match. It was a warm evening so Joyce put her coat on the back seet. Most of the jouney is on A roads,and joyce hates motorways. About an Hour into the journey joyce became restless and kept changing her position in the seat. I Noticed and asked her. Soon after he started spoiling me in every way possible and I was pretty sure what his intentions were. So, I was rushing to find that fucking rich husband. But it is never that bad, is it? One day, when I was coming home after school, I just came across a drunken Alan fallen by the pool. Passed out with a bottle of bourbon in a hand and an open cellphone in the other. I called him a dozen times but he didnt wake up. So an idea came to mind and I couldnt help myself from doing it. So, thats it. My lover releases it and sucks on its mate, then runs her tongue up my hard shaft from stem to head. A few of those licks, and then my cock is in Clarisse’s mouth. She sucks it slow and hard, her fingers playing with my balls and even rimming my anus as she does so. I am getting close to exploding and Clarisse knows it. Releasing my cock, she mounts me. While I cannot see my lover clearly, I feel her hand holding my erection in place as she sinks down on to it. Clarisse’s warm, wet vagina. ”Thinking about his problem getting gold, he knew that he held the solution in his hand. He decided it was time to put that problem to rest. He looked at the pointer and said, “Find the closest gold.”The needle turned around and pointed off to the side. He looked at the wall and said, “That’s a problem. I guess I’ll have to go around it.”He walked out of his room and slowly followed the needle. He kept his eyes on the needle getting excited by the idea that it was actually working. Grinning, he.