And don't give me any bullshit about it. You want me to swallow, don't you?I'm so sorry, SuperCock, but that naughty man who carries you around betwee... his legs was in such a hurry that he cost us both a lot of fun time.Excuse me, my dear, but your little adventure with SuperCock has somehow caused my panties to become extremely damp. And for some reason I've got an itch down there that simply must be scratched. So if you don't mind, I'll just peel them off. And with your permission, I'll try. . you are a little darling ... maybe I could come see you and forget all about the shed. I'd love to park my dong in your..."Jack grabbed the guy by the neck and jammed his mouth down on the shifter, it probably hurt."That's my wife, asshole." He swung the Jeep door which put asshole out on the ground. "By the way, my name is John ... Sultry hates it ... so I'm Jack. Keep your shit in the east shed or leave it outside!" You sure you want to go to Chaos? Most of the guys there are like him." You. I must have really worn her out since she was in the kind of deep sleep that envelops your entire being. It took several shakes to bring her out and then it took more than a few minutes for her to regain her bearings. She finally stretched like a waking cat and fixed me with a great big smile, jumped up on my chest and kissed me as passionately as I’ve ever been kissed. As the kiss broke the words started to flow like water from a bursting dam.“Thank You. Dear god, thank you. I never imagined. Lou blinked and lifted the leg as far as bunching the cloth would go. "Point your toe, Honey." Lou, totally lost, did so. "Nice calf." Thanks?" Where was she going with this?Kitty eyed the leg, looked thoughtful, looked at his face, then put her hand out to run it through his hair at the temple, pushing it back. Emmylou suddenly snickered. Marlene eyed him and asked, "Honey, have you ever worn nylons?"Lou goggled, nonplussed. "No -- I'm a..." Then he shut up. He was a guy, right?"We need a girl.