I finished getting dressed, and quickly shaved, then dabbed a little Old Spice on my face when I was done. "Now I'm ready", I thought as I headed down...the steps to get the coffee that was supposed to be ready for me. Sally must have given Myrna the day off again or I would have heard the familiar sound of pots and pans rattling. She had to quit trying to take over when I was gone, I was thinking as I walked into the kitchen. Myrna was sitting at the counter with Sally whispering back and. I rolled onto my back; he straddled my face allowing me to pull his pussy-cheeks apart and to slip my tongue into him. He just groaned and pushed back, almost queening me, allowing me to breathe – just – but ensuring my tongue penetrated his deliciously sweet pussy-rose.Then I heard the front door open and close, pushed him off and I saw the ‘actif’, a tall, well built, muscular younger man who was starting to undress close to the bed. As his pants came off, I saw he had the biggest erection. " She grinned and lay her head on my shoulder.We sat down for one and then I asked Marianne to join me. She smiled and stood. It was a slow one and she moved into my arms gracefully almost fitting as well as Karen. We had only danced for a moment when a young man's voice said, "May I cut in?" I released Marianne to let her dance with Tom, her busboy.I pulled Karen into my arms. As we danced, I asked, "Are you going into matchmaking?" No, but they do look good together." I smiled and gave her a. His precious daughter's gonna marry some Ozark ridgerunnin' hillbilly?" Are you two engaged?"He shook his head. "No. This is hypothetical." Do another one, Bert. Hillbillies don't use 'hypothetical..."He smiled that lopsided smile of his. I'm half a head taller than he is. So is Kara, for that matter. But that smile sort of puts a girl off her guard."I use it. Don't give me a hard time, Tina. I'm tryin' to have a serious conversation here." What's your uncle say?" Cousin brought back a bride.