.. sometimes it's drudgery ... the 'same shit, different day' that many lives face ... plod ... plod ... plod ... day in, day out. Get up ... yup, sam... guy looking back in the mirror ... shave the face, flush, shower. Dress ... maybe it's shirt and tie ... or maybe it's mechanics overhauls ... regardless ... you're one of the faceless millions preparing for the daily grind."Come get it before I slop it to the hogs!" comes the cry from the kitchen. The thundering herd is heard on the stairs or. §§§ Maggie had kept just out of reach of her brother’s touch, at first playfully, then insisting. For days after he’d last done the girls she believed she was just letting him rest, renew his juices; at three weeks she knew better but staved him off with promises that this abstinence would make them all the more hungrier for each other, and then nearing a month George knew too she was afraid: crows feet and birth lines – no grown woman, however hot, can be told she’s preferable to a. I told her to lay down on the bed. She gave me a smile and laid on her chest! I couldn’t believe what I was looking at, a beautiful lady back! Her ass was so inviting that I wanted to bury my face in it! I lifted her towel above her butt and slowly poured oil.I started massaging her thigh and legs and slowly started moving my hand near to her butt. She was shivering when I was moving my hand near the butt. Slowly completed both the legs and started massaging her back top and neck. I did a good. And while Mandy seemed more likeshe came from Viking stock, I was pretty small boned, with delicatefeatures. Why she married me, I'm not sure. I'd hoped it wasn'tbecause my family was rich, and I had a substantial trust fund. Shedidn't need to work, and I only worked part time for the familyfoundation. We did have a lot of fun together though, and the sex wasgreat. I had a hard time keeping up, in fact."How do you mean, gay couples, plural?" I asked. Mandy then told meshe'd already spoken about.