We usually agreed but would sometimes disagree and we begantaking bets on reactions. Winner would get to go get us coffee or alunch and the loser was...stuck with the booths.After one trip to the restroom later in the afternoon Linda was squirminga good bit every few minutes trying to adjust her pantyhose. I made somesmart alleck comments about her being a whiner and that the bimbos werenot complaining the least bit. As a group of guys were working their wayup the aisle we started eying them. If anyone between here and there touches your bare ass, pussy or tits, you are to slap the living shit out of them for the exact same reasons you were spanked. Just because your butt is bare doesn’t mean they can just touch it without your permission. You can’t give that permission to anyone until after you have faced the music and your parents let you.”She nodded as she hurried from the restaurant. I didn’t get far from my table before I was surrounded by adults and kids asking me why I had. Stood for Elizabeth Ellen. Dr. Cole was a very matronly woman. About five foot four, hips and belly that said she had delivered a child or three, backed by very full bosom that she didn't mind showing and a very motherly looking face. I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers, indeed, the term M.I.L.F fit her to a tee. And I was going to have to drop my pants for her.She was quite the professional but had a great bedside manner that made the visit with her so pleasant, even though she. Rob shook his head. "I thought you would not go that far." Oh please." Maria hissed and shook her head. "I want a baby badly. It has been a very long time since I felt that go inside of me."Rob watched his wife change in front of him in the last month. He knew he was going to lose her. He couldn't stop her. Rob nodded her head slowly. "Please go before I cave." Thank you." Maria hugged him.Rob watched as Maria dropped to her knees. His eyes grew larger as she felt the zipper of his pants being.