Monty said, “Hello, Stranger, sure you have the right number?”I said, “ ok, I deserved that.” We’ve been so busy that...”He interrupted me... “I’m sorry, you’re too busy to call your son? I’ll let him know that. He’s worried about you. I can only assume you’ve found someone to keep you occupied in your free time.” Well, Jean, I’ll let him know you called. Thanks for calling and I hung up.I was still talking when I heard the dial tone. HE HUNG UP ON ME! He must think I’m living up, fucking. " Danni slowly moved her hands away and stood with her legs slightly apart. I stood up and walked over to where she stood, naked. I walked around her a couple of times without speaking. She wanted to get dress and wanted this to be over. I'm behind her now and I move close enough where she can feel my breath on her shoulders. Suddenly she feels my hands slip over her arms and around to her chest. My massive hands grasp her breasts completely and I squeeze them hard. Danni grunted. Only five. He began grunting and rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks making my hard cock slap against my stomach. I reached over and grabbed a bottle of massage oil and handed it to him. I felt the slick, wonderful oil run down my asshole rack and coat my hole. WhenI felt his apple sized cocks head press against my hole, i wanted him inside me so bad. I reached behind me, layed my head on the table and pulled my cheeks apart. Spreading my asshole open as much as I could for him. With a grunt, he. As I touched him, I pictured in my mind a fuel gauge, and his seemed to be in the red line near empty. “Um, I’m OK,” he said, “A little weak, a little fuzzy ... I just suddenly started feeling dizzy, a little flat, like someone ... someone let the air out of ... my tires ... give me a minute to ... catch my breath.”I closed my eyes again, concentrated on the gauge, and pictured it filling up again. The needle moved to about halfway, and I stopped.Frank sat up a little straighter, his voice.