R--."That he is," echoed his wife with a flickering glance in my general direction. She licked her lips and smiled down at her almost-empty plate and ...at as demurely as she could with her full, high breasts barely hiding in their bed of frothy decoration and tight-laced broadcloth. She surely was a tester of stay laces. "Fine meal, Esmerelda," she yelled at the cook who beamed and nodded as she rose to clear away the plates. Mrs. R-- also abandoned the table but no port appeared. The Reverend. L-M-F-A-O does not really roll off the tongue, so it was obvious that these guys thought it was some new, cool thing to say, and did not know it was an abbreviation for Laughing My Fucking Ass Off.“Nobody takes American Express, DUMBASS!” The processing fees are ¾ of a point higher than VISA! Why ask such a dumb question? What kind of fools do you think we are?” (Note to reader. No one in this “Name sewn on the shirt’ gang could have made this comment, or even knows what a processing fee. ." "And what position is that Abel?" she interrupted my desperate attempt at redemption. "On my knees? On my back? With my mouth around your cock?" Her voice grew sexier with each word uttered. I noticed my cock pressing against my zipper only after she shifted a little closer to me on the couch. "I enjoyed them all," she said, still with those hazel eyes burning into my soul. "And that means you have nothing to apologize for," she added. Oh fuck! This wasn't going anything like I had planned. I want to be yours, I want to feel you. I pulled out her dress and there she was lying only in that seductive maroon bra. I pulled her bra out and was enjoying her nudeness. I smooched her lips, bit her nipples. Gave her love bite on her breast and she was giving out those seductive moans with closed eyes and distressed hairs on her face and her pussy was getting too wet and slippery.I looked into her eyes once and pushed by dick in her pussy, she gave shrill cries, it was too tight. I pushed.