’ ‘Yes, Paul Wilson. He certainly is a hunk. You’ll have to introduce him to me.’ ‘He hasn’t been introduced to me yet. And he’s married...and has a passel of kids. This is just window shopping and ‘was dumped’ wishful thinking, Susan.’ ‘And he’s one fine example of window dressing. I say go for him, married or not.’ ‘Please just stop, Susan. There’s nothing in it.’ ‘Uh huh, right,’ Susan said. That little, irritating laugh again. ‘You have such a thing about ‘no married men.” Laurie descended. Teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit a little faster. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I slowly stopped touching. I got a pants hanger from the closet then walked back to the bedroom, unzipped my skirt and let it drop as I walked. Pulled off my panties, they were so wet. I tossed the panties and the pantshanger on the bed. I rummaged through the bottom drawer of the dresser and my found my toy, a vibrator that. Soon again he felt on the verge of a climax, when the machine stopped. He called down rubber-muffled curses upon the fiend who had built the infernal device for Mandy. He was panting now with overheated frustration and desire. He wanted Flora, or Mandy, or for that matter, any handy woman, in the worst way, and his immobility was driving him nuts. He knew that Mandy would have to be gone a long time, even if she went to the nearest store, which was miles away. The thought of spending the next. " I said drunkenly.Before the woman could reply I kissed her, I could be legless, as I was at that time, but my body had radar guidance where the female form was concerned. Wrapping the woman in my arms I put all my randiness into that kiss; at first I felt her struggle against me then she relaxed and returned my kiss with force. Continuing to kiss her I let one of my hands slide around her body, her tits pressed into my hand as it passed over them, my fingers flicking open each button on the.