But I can’t keep you contained in a box and I certainly don’t want to destroy your spirit because that is what makes you so desirable in the first...place. I guess the best I can do is share until he gets tired of you as all men do and then they throw you to the side like yesterday’s newspaper.” Tina sighed.“No, Tina. Stan is different and when you really get to know him you will see. He is warm and caring. He is funny and intelligent. He is strong and faithful. I know in my heart that he will be. And those thighs of hers, full and womanly, narrowing from her slightly large arse down to her feet in the severe high heels she still chose to wear. It was obvious that living with a dyke hadn't damaged Margaret's dress sense one iota.Margaret smiled at her estranged husband, her face as thick with eye-liner, foundation cream and highlighter as it ever was. Her lips now a shocking purple. And she still plucked her eyebrows. Maggie might be a woman in her forties, but Tony knew for sure she was. "Don't you dare back away!" she whispered, running a hand behind my head and clutching me tight. "I'd have been checking out my equipment if that hadn't happened. Please? Hold me?"Of course I was more than happy to, though our dancing turned to shuffling and swaying to the music while my body started to learn the feel of the marvelous shape pressed against it.When the set ended and the band resumed hip hop, we returned to our table. Kris later told me we both had sappy, dreamy expressions on. “And if they say no?” “It’s not a word in our vocabulary,” Jerome said as he sat up and began to spread her legs. Claire turned and looked up at Karl as he towered over her. “Hold me down for him, why don’t you.” Karl kissed her. “That’s exactly what I intend to do,” he told her before kissing her. “And when he’s finished fucking you I’m gonna be taking his place.” Claire cried out as Jerome began to push his cock hard and deep into her. “Remember, Claire,” he said to as he thrust hard into.