Now you?djust stretch it.??It works for you, not me,? she said, smiling.?It works on me, but not you? Even though we?re the same person. Idon?t get ...t??t?s your style, not mine.??I still don?t understand.??You?re you and I?m me. And I love you for that. That dress is you. Ican?t explain it. You were an English major. That?s an English majordress.??An English major dress? That is so lame.?She laughed, ?Anyway. It?s like you?re totally cool with this.??I wouldn?t say that I?m cool with it.. " No," I agreed, "Beer sounds good, Flying Horse?" No, cool box in the van," he said.We went down and there was a couple of tins of Lidle own brand beer, tastes like cats piss, not that I drink cats piss but its like you expect cats piss to taste."Agggghh," we heard someone shout.Tony taps the window, "Better get inside see what's on," he says."Right," I says."Agghhhhh!" he wails again and we legs it up the stairs."Fucking hell!" I shouted, there was Lionel in his stockings and suspenders. I was going to have a lot of work to do when I came home from my visit to Bosco.I opened the passenger side door and kissed Blossom as she got in. I let myself into the driver side and after belting myself in I pushed the button on the garage door opener, started the truck and backed out when the SUV could clear the door.“Paul, are you sure that we should leave Lynn and Erin?”“Yup. They have an issue that they as a married couple need to fix. Anything I do will cause them to compromise along. ...long, hard, firm licks.......slipping my middle finger into you and slowly sliding it in to your g-spot.....slowly massaging it in rhythm with my tongue.......feeling you get wetter and making my bear wet and smell of your sex.Your hips now moving in rhythm, riding my mouth and finger as I relentlessly lick and rub. Your moans of delight increasing..........I increase the rythmn and rub your tight little anus with my little finger..........You are riding my face and finger now......I slip my.