"Let me buy you a drink. What're you havin'? Coffee?" Nah, gimme the fuckin' good stuff," she muttered, then erupted in a fit of giggles. For the firs... time in my recollection, I felt sorry for Holly Grandal.The next time the waitress stopped by, I ordered us each a stiff drink. In a way, I was miffed that my drunken colleague was keeping me away from the ball game. But as the evening wore on, and I watched her across the table, I found myself getting hornier and hornier for my childhood flame,. Reeves."Once motivated the girl did indeed get her arse into gear and found a rather low cut, bottle-green dress, shoes and socks to match and a lighter green imitation leather handbag. The total came to £96.45, far more than I intended to pay but the girl gift-wrapped it for me at no extra charge and I was glad to get the hell out of there.On the tag card the store provided, I wrote:ToAnne 203I hope this is suitable.Have an enjoyable time at the partyWith my best wishesKenXXXXXChapter 2: Gift. "Doesn't that feel better? I'm almost there too, Daddy."She sat back up and used her hands to smear his cum all over his chest. Then she transferred it to her breasts and rubbed them, trying to pinch slippery nipples while her hips went into overdrive, whipping back and forth.It was his cum that did it. Just the knowledge that she'd made him that happy made her happy too, and she held her breath as a monster orgasm fairly wrecked her loins. Her arms went up and her hands flapped like she was. She’s not to fond of Ginger, either. I doubt she has any interest in having sex with us. I think you better nip those thoughts right out of your head" I remarked."On the contrary, honey. Grandma knows the details and she's fine with it. "Now Maggie is almost 70. She went to the gym regularly and I know she had some medical tune-ups over the years. Plastic surgery for sure on her face eyes and boobs for sure. I even think she had a butt lift. All this has made her appear 10-15 years.