We’ll do the same things? The crime scene? We’ll follow it like a script? Exactly the same, you can even fuck me just like she was, and we’ll se... where it leads too; see if she’s right, okay??More then just the stirring in his stomach, feeling his cock stiffening, the added sensations of her fingertips brushing across its swelling crown through his trousers, he almost struggles for words, still the hint of a doubt, the chance she’s pulling his leg.?Lew? I’m serious? Treat me just like her, I. "So this t-shirt, mate - 'A Briefs History of Time ' - what's that all about? " he asked gently.Dave explained that, as Matt would have noticed, he was not wearing anything to cover his briefs. In fact, as often as he could, which included pretty much the whole time he was indoors, he just wore briefs because he felt more relaxed and fulfilled that way. He didn't elaborate further but could sense, from Matt's thoughtful expression, that the lad understood. After a short pause, Matt in turn said. He said it was a lovely story and he’d have pleasure incorporating the story in his book. “But you give me a problem. The Chevy’s name is Rupert, isn’t it, and yet you consistently call the vehicle she, how am I going to explain this eccentricity?” Hope smiled. “You won’t have to bother for the benefit of women readers. Just mention that my first vehicle when I was a little girl was a red pedal car that came to me with the name of Rupert. They will understand. Of course men won’t understand but. Dani lay down and positioned herself with her bald cunt in front of Janet’s mouth.“Fucking young women weren’t like this in our day eh Russ?” said Dave chuckling.“They bloody well weren’t at that!” exclaimed Russell. “Dirty sluts! They had more dignity back then, wouldn’t catch a married woman getting a cock in both ends when I were a lad!”“Aye, much more fun this way though eh?” replied Dave, humping my wife’s mouth. “Wanna swap ends?”“Why not?” said Russ, and within seconds he was slapping.