At length, she shook her head. “Unfortunately,” she said in the saddest tone she could muster, “I’m meeting someone.” It wasn’t a lie. She...was meeting someone. Well, three someones. The man, undaunted, slanted what she guessed was a sexy smirk her way, “Ditch him.” “Can’t,” she smiled, standing from her seat at the bar and waving to the tall, dark-haired male who’d just walked in. “He’s here now.” She knew her wave might have been a little frantic, because the newcomer raised his eyebrows and. But''''but what , you want to ?''''you are one of those curious little cock boy wanting to try the real deal?''''no ....''he walk toward me and i tried to move out of the basement not sure i was ready for this, he looked to hardcore about itupstairs walking slow behind me up the stairsi went to my room and i was not strong enoughthe opened it and threw me on my bedstripping my bottom pijama''i fucking knew it you love cock , sissy slut boy''''you wear cute panty alot alone in here wanting cock?. My husband doesn't eeuh.. satisfy me..."I thought a minute about this and continued, "Do you love that guy?" Anny thought about this for a moment, "No, I don't love him, when I met him, I didn't have sex for weeks and I was just horny as hell.." I put my hand on her leg and said her husband should take care of that, and he was plain stupid to neglect his gorgeous wife. "Do you really think I'm pretty..? Sometimes I feel like an old woman, just good enough to take care of the k*ids.."Since she. They also were each clutching a Christmas card in their hands. After standing and watching them go by John opened up the door to the store and went in. "Good afternoon John. I see you have brought a gift to drop off." Said an old man in a bathrobe from behind the counter. "How did you know my name?" "Being that it is that time of the season, Santa came by and told me that you'd be coming in here. He also told me that you have been a good boy this year." "Right, sure. Look I.