He loved having it there and he knew she would too. We mean, what woman doesn’t love having her pussy rubbed by expert fingers? As it turned out, ...osemary C. was no different than all the rest who loved having him play with their pussies.“Oh God, baby! Yes! Yes! Touch me! Rub me!” she cried out as his fingers rubbed the wettest panties they ever felt. “Ohh! I love it! Yes! Keep doing it!” she cried out even louder as her body moved even faster on the big rubbing cock. She was close. "100 dollars" I replied "Tommy Jr and Frankie need new shoes"Lisa got into bed wearing a nightgown I liked. "What is Tommy going to do?Since the divorce my brother was always borrowing money for his kids. But Tommy was no freeloader, he always did something that exceeded the loan. I think he had remodeled half my house in the past two years"Hang that ceiling fan in the porch you wanted plus install the tankless hot water heater." I was a skilled accountant, but could not nail two boards. I didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to say. She looked down at my throbbing cock. I tried to hide the photoframe, but she'd already seen it."I thought you were working" I said, "They didn't need me in the end. Just as well they sent me home when they did." she replied. "Please don't tell anyone about this" I said nervously. She looked me in the eye. She had me right where she wanted me. She was going to tell my wife, and that would be the end of me.She stood there. Waiting. Her eyes. He had her kneel before the bench which happened to be backed with a mirror. "You are going to look at me, at yourself and you will not even try to shut your eyes again. Understand?" Michael explained as he knelt between her heels. She arched her back, pressing her butt against his crotch and agreed, "Yes, Sir." Michael quickly reached to the side, removed the bit from his cordless drill and laid it beside them on the floor, never once releasing her from his gaze, so, naturally Marie was none.