-Phyllis DillerBurt Reynolds once asked me out. I was in his room.-Phyllis DillerWhat I don't like about office Christmas parties is looking for a job...the next day.-Phyllis DillerThe only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.-Phyllis DillerHis finest hour lasted a minute and a half.-Phyllis DillerOld age is when the liver spots show through your gloves.-Phyllis DillerMy photographs don't do me justice -they just look like me.-Phyllis DillerI admit, I. Mrs. Martin took my hand and guided me to her cunt. It was so wet, she guided my hand to rub up and down her slit paying special attention to a little bulb that made her squirm, even more, when I rubbed it. Our fingers slide into her slit as she worked both our fingers in and out, she was so wet, her hips raised to feel the fingers deeper in her. Her breathing became heavier, I didn’t know much about being with a woman but I did know she was enjoying it.She whispered to me to lick her there.. “Yes, please.” I took that to mean bring two.I fetched.“David?” Wendy looked inquisitive.“They’re in the pool,” I said.Just then, a kindle of wet kittens scampered around the house corner and climbed to the porch.“Were in the pool,” I amended.“Kittens!” the blonde recommenced bawling, “I killed a mom!”Personally, I think she’s weaning her kittens.The vet said we’d find her when she begins to stink ... or she’ll come back on her own ... or never.At Seventy-three days ... and counting ... the. I have never before, in my young life, heard a person moan like that. It was so exciting to hear her yell, “harder and faster and suck harder on my tit.” I was so horny; my cock was covering her side in precum. She felt it and ran her fingers through my slimy mess and tasted it. She kept tasting it until she had to squeeze it from my cock and continued until she came. What a scream she made. I was so glad that rattle box window A/C unit was running, or the people six houses away would have.