Partner.”‘If this is luck - I hope my luck never runs out. If this is something that happens simply because I think about it, or wish it would hap...en, I need to really test my limits somehow. I’d love to be able to tell Capriana that we now have enough money to buy one of those huge estates I saw listed in the Sunday Paper. Hell Yeah! One has forty acres with a ten-foot brick wall around it and two entrance gates. Shit, here I go - from wishing I could get some pussy - to wishing for a hundred. “Aren’t you going to, you know ... cum?” she asked, almost embarrassed to ask such a thing, but totally shocked that Abby was stopping.“Oh ... I’m ok ... I think I’ve had plenty today...” Abby answered, blushing, her hand still moving lightly against her wet sex as she sat up. “Maybe I will tell you later, but ... I’ll just um, make a pitstop and meet you guys downstairs.”With everyone working in the kitchen it didn’t take long to put together a meal of finger foods to munch on. There were. Shah once again.Well, encouraging comment for my part-2 incident and urging for the next but my apologies for the delay and please pardon for disappointing for not continuing with the next gift – “the birthday gift – part 3″, as my love strictly insisted not to go ahead as she felt it won’t sound good about very intimate feelings being published online. So, respecting her, am not gonna post any further of our love life.But am bit enthusiastic to be a hoster and am going to narrate my sex. At the next set break, I intentionally bumped into one of the girls to start a conversation. The women were both about 5 feet tall with killer bodies. One was blonde and one was brunette. They both appeared to be in their early 40’s. As the band started their next set, we kept talking and dancing with the girls. They were best friends from Tennessee. The brunette’s name was Adrian and her friend was Margaret. They were in town to celebrate Margaret’s 40th birthday. They both were.