. but surely even friends ring to say 'Happy Christmas'?It was the evening of the next day before she rang, apologised for not ringing before, and sai... she couldn't come because her father had been rushed to hospital, and she didn't want to leave her mother alone. Her voice was somehow ... remote. Distant. I didn't know what to make of her manner at all."It's okay," I told her quietly. "You know you'll be welcome whenever you're ready. I hope your Dad's okay?" We don't know yet," she said,. Bobby watched his wife through the interior driver’s mirror and suggest that she should unbutton all of her blouse and give the natives a treat. Never one to pass up a challenge Angie did just that and after popping the last button, she opened the front of the blouse and tucked the sides away out site. Now with both her breasts in full view Angie settled back and then challenged Bobby to remove his trousers and underwear. Bobby argued that it would be too difficult to replace them in they were. Those soft hands felt so good. I actually stop playing with her as she was giving me some long needed lip service. I was in seventh heaven. She finally turned herself around into a sixty-nine position and we went after each other with abandon. I was under her licking the clit and using my fingers on her pussy. I also was going between the pussy and her asshole which really made her go over the edge. While I was licking the juices up she brought me to a climax. Boy I needed that is what I told. June 3, 1991, Chicago, Illinois“Welcome back!” Kimmy said from the door to my office.“Thanks. Want to fill me in on last week?” I asked.“Seeing as how you can’t fill me, yes!” she giggled.“Not you too!” I sighed.“Sorry. Elyse put me up to that. You know I usually don’t say things like that to you.”“No, you don’t. Grab a seat.”She sat in the chair next to my desk, opened her notebook, and gave me a quick rundown of the previous week. There wasn’t really anything out of the ordinary, though I did.