”“If I had a cardiologist, I think he’d disagree with you.”“I do have one, and she does and has. Many times. I actually had to put her on th... phone with Sev one time, just to prove that I usually eat with admirable restraint, though I’m not sure my liver doctor shares her rosy assessment of my consumption. Anyway, why don’t we let this be our little secret? I’m sure there’s more than enough leaves and twigs in the fridge to make a salad, if that’s your perverse idea of dessert.”“Couldn’t it. This had been the best medicine for him, sunshine had recuperative powers, his mother had always told him. She had gardened in the summer, a huge straw hat protecting her face. She would take him out, show him the different plants and insects. He would help her with weeding, work beside her contentedly, until his father came home from work.He had wonderful memories of his mother. Extremely cherished memories and a few photos that had escaped the fire. His parents had died just a few weeks after. As she put the other one on Claire asked, 'So what sort of training are you doing?''I'm going to be a masseuse in a local sport club,' Amy said.Claire said, 'That sounds useful, I often think I could do with a massage to relax me.'Claire tried on the shoes and liked them, she walked up and down in them and looked in the mirror. She said to Amy, 'The heels may be a bit high for someone my age but to tell you the truth I quite like showing off my legs.'Amy smiled and said, 'Why not.'As they went. I couldn't help myself as I slowly began to lick and probe inside, then move back towards her dripping pussy."Oh fuck, oh fuck," Cris groaned. "He's eating my ass Dan!"Laughing, Dan said, "Go for it Dave. This girl is insatiable!"In the mean time, Cris had leaned down and was bringing me back to full hardness with her tongue, while Dan had positioned himself down between my spread thighs, suckling on my balls.Just about then, I felt Cris begin to quiver and she mashed her pussy against my face,.