"I worry it's going to be like the news we got about the hospital, so I automatically frown. Bernie sees my frown, laughs and says, "Liz, it's not tha... bad. He just told me there were no new car dealers in Leadville - I guess I'm not surprised."I threaten, "Bernie, keep it up and there will be no more horizontal tangos."Bernie takes my hand and calls my bluff, "Oh really, I guess I will be taking many long cold lonely showers by myself."I squeeze his hand and counter, "What? You don't want to. The lips of Mandy's pussy were soft and swollen and wet, but the wetness wasn't from the shower. Her fingers slowly caressed them, almost all the way to her clit. She could have made herself cum by massaging that swollen love button, but she didn't want to, at least not then. Sometimes she climaxed from playing with her pussy while in bed by herself, but it was so much more fun when her daddy brought her to an orgasm with his mouth. They both loved it when she lay in her bed and he buried his. Along the way, she glanced out the door, and then at the clock above the counter. It was half past six - nearly closing time - and she was beginning to worry.Dani was like clockwork, arriving at five after five every Saturday for the entire seven months Melissa had worked at the library. Today, there had been no sign of her. For a fleeting moment, Melissa considered looking up her information in the database to see if there was a phone number. Her rational mind overruled her emotions, though.. ” Her left hand digs into David’s chest, the short, uncolored nails pressing themselves into the thin fabric of his shirt. “I once went down on a football player when I was in college. He was huge. Like a god. To feel the power behind it, even the smallest push was like getting knocked down. His ass was like jackhammer, driving it down my throat. I couldn’t breathe.” Becky gasps as her fingers begin to work their magic around her clit. “I was amazed by his power. Men are never more powerful.