Although still a bit blurry eyed, I could make out Christine standing in front of me with her white nurses uniform completely unzipped and her bra pul...ed up and over her tits. Is this for real or was I imagining this? She had a nice rack and she was wearing white, bikini panties. For an older woman, she had a nice body. Damn, I couldn’t believe my drug dazed eyes. Christine was rubbing her panty clad pussy on my thigh. Then, she lifted my hand and put it on her tit and moved my finger to. The problem wasn’t me, I was attractive enough I suppose. I have long black hair, hazel almost golden eyes, large firm breasts, and a round ass. The problem was, the men that asked me out didn’t seem to strick any chords with me. It seemed they were always too something. Too old, too young, too fat, too skinny, too inexperienced, or the worst-too experienced. I wanted someone I could click with in the sack, but be able to hold a regular conversation with. I also wanted some. Gina had always really loved the outdoors, and loved finding ways to have sex outside too. She was always fascinated with the stars and constellations, and relished lying naked under the stars with Ryan in the afterglow of joint orgasms, staring at the night sky. Her very favorite nights, however, were when the moon was full and shone its brightest light through the dark night air onto their gorgeous, glistening bodies.She was such a lovely, passionate, romantic lover, and with a tear in his. My husband only did what I told him when he made Darren heir apparent after you came up with such a simple, highly lucrative idea that took us off government takedown lists around the world. I’m in awe of you, David. I know that you were chosen to get close to us. You carefully chose your words to never lie to us, not even about your cover story. My sister has two sons at that exclusive boarding academy. The boys confirmed a Darren was at the school. His parents died in a plane crash, but they.