I was almost in a hurry to get in. Miriam saw me coming and waited in front of her house.“Hey, how are things going?” she asked.I was kind of in a...hurry to get inside, but I stopped. “Pretty well. That’s a great outfit” I replied.“You are always so nice. I should remember to tell your mom what a nice guy you are” she responded.“Well, she won’t be home until late, so you might have to do that tomorrow” I said with a smile. I started walking into the house thinking that our little interaction had. . ," she laughed. "I'm going to stay home and practicing my cooking. In fact, since I've decided to stay in, I thought I would fix Beef Stroganoff tonight." Beef Stroganoff... ," he said, with a mischievous twinkle in his warm brown eyes. "I love Beef Stroganoff." Are you hinting you would like to come home with me for dinner?" she said. "Aren't you afraid I might poison you with my cooking?" she teased."Even if you wanted to poison me, it wouldn't work. Are you forgetting—I'm a doctor?" he. Planting her feet on his thighs she began stroking again. Mr. P brought one hand to her breast and the other cupped her mound, with his middle finger slipping between her pussy lip and holding her firmly as she pumped. With each pump he would press his index finger against her clitoris a little more firmly and then release. When he shifted slightly to reach farther and hooked his finger into her love hole, a wave of lust came over her mind and Kitty began pumping her ass as quickly as she. * * * * *Darius winced as they walked out of Fredrick's of Hollywood with yet more more shopping bags in both hands. They had purchased some nice outfits for Heather at a few different lingerie shops. Their credit was hurting almost as much as his asshole.Over the previous two hours, Darius had learned one lesson well. The only thing worse then trying to walk with a buttplug buried deep in your cheeks was trying to SIT with one. He had never enjoyed fried chicken and biscuits less in his life.