" Ok, last summer my Uncle Don bought a lottery ticket and he won. He split it with my family and now no one has to work." Can I ask how much they won... it must have been quite a bit."Tom cleared his throat and said, "It was something like thirty million or so, I'm not really sure. All I know is that they were very happy, and my parents and my Aunt and Uncle all quit their jobs and we moved in the matter of a few weeks." I knew something was different about all of you guys. Your sister and Kim. ........." "Uh, Phyllis, Phyllis Hawkins," she replied, still a little taken aback at his stunningly incredibly good looks!!! "Would you care for a drink," he asked while nodding towards the bar!?! "Sure, that would be nice," she replied, "I'll have white wine!!!" Seconds later he returned with there drinks, and as if he knew exactly what was on her mind, he led her by the arm to an adjoining room that was much less busy, and a lot quieter!!! They found a couple of chairs at the far end of the. But she was also damp and Jessica rocked her hips under the touch of the experienced Sandra. A second finger was forced inside her.Jessica was moaning, giving herself entirely to this woman, kissing back as ardently as she was being kissed. She needed to touch too, and she slipped her hands inside the older woman's blouse, scratching her back as she pulled Sandra even tighter against her. “God, baby girl, you smell so good.”Sandra pulled the yellow sundress off Jessica and threw it on the. My orgasm crept over me like little fingers reaching for a treat – slow, secret, searching until the treasure is in hand, and joy overtakes caution. I was alive with sensation. “Fuck me, Paul. Hurry. Fuck me now!” Paul rose up. His face glistened in the moonlight. Gripping his penis, he guided it into my quivering harbor. He slipped in easily. He was hard, and I was wet. Like an oar in a lock, he rowed us, one slow stroke at a time. Paul. Me. In unison. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. His semen.