Soon, Michelle was talking about the Tree House. Was it still up? What did it smell like? Had we been up there?It was as if she had talked with Lindie...about it all of her life. It was just like the Tree House was part of her life too. The thing that really hit that home was when she reminded us that her birthday was the next weekend and asked if she could add her hand prints there too. She knew our habit of hand prints!My heart melted right away. Lindie looked at me sort of pleading, sort of. I had changed intosweat pants and T shirt but left the panties. They felt good, what canI say?Victoria came home, dropped her bags and came for a cuddle. "I'm off toget into something more comfy." She slid her hand down to my backsideand smiled as she knew I what I was still wearing.Ten minutes later she reappeared. My chin dropped. A bra, pants andgarter belt set in the same colour as the panties I was wearing. A pairof shiny navy blue stockings and a knee length satin wrap that was. His hips kept raising from the bed as he begged me to stop when his glans turned too sensitive to take my mouth any longer. I took a few more strokes before I let him fall out of my mouth. I lay on my back and waited for him to take me on. He seemed a little hesitant at first. I wasn't sure if he was a little intimidated as I was a lot bigger than he was. Perhaps he just didn't care, he had shot his load, he was happy, I could just fuck off now. I wasn't going to leave without shooting too. I. Ma las, toata, in voia dorintelor si actiunilor tale, poti sa-l inviti pe Nicusor, e cel mai nimerit). Jumatate de ora mai tarziu, dupa ce l-am convins pe Radici ca serata e plictisitoare si mai bine bem un pahar la noi acasa, ne aflam, in trei, pe fotolii joase, cu un vin vechi in pahare. Nu banuia Mirimin ca eu ma oprisem la Nicu din cu totul alte pricini decat cearta lui cu nevasta-sa. Nicu Radici ajunsese sa ma obsedeze. Nu am nici o pornire catre homosexualism, dar barbatul acesta a.