I looked at her rather curiously, and she just smiled.“Anything I need to know, Amber?” I inquired.“Oh, you never know,” she mused with a misc...ievous smile as she kissed me deep. A few weeks went by and I thought no more about it. On my way home on a recent Friday after a rather tense week, Amber called me on my way home from the office. Her voice sounded excited and devious.“Don’t keep me waiting,” she said. Eager to get home, I enter the front door and I hear Amber’s voice beckoning me. “Robert my boy!” He said, leaping out of the chair and giving Robert a bear hug while saying over his shoulder, “Davis we’ll take coffee.”“Yes Sir” said Davis closing the door behind him.Breaking off the hug he said, “Right, pull up a chair. I want to know everything that’s happened and don’t skip the details.” He commanded.So, Robert began by going into more detail than he had done with Mrs Mac. He knew that Sir Wilbur had been a serving officer in the Second World War and would spot any. Older snow has slightly melted, producing a rounded spine structure with a lower coefficient of friction, so slip occurs more readily, and with less noise.A similar effect happens when railway lines are wet. The slip then happens more readily so the engine driver has to reduce his power level to counteract this. The infamous ‘leaves on the line’ excuse really happens. The leaves have to be damp and greasy, of course, and so you get more slip, making it difficult for the train to obtain the. I remembered that much. I heard her yell out, "Please, Jim, I'm ready to come, please come with me." And cum I did. I pulled her ass back against my pelvis and pushed my cock as hard and as far in as I could get and just let loose. She let out a scream or moan or something. All I knew was that it was great.She grabbed the towel that I wiped my face off with earlier and said, "I hate this part. It takes some of the fun out of it." She took the towel and as I pulled out of her she put the towel.