“Who’s your father, Mac?” “George McDonald, Ma’am. He works for the Mayberry Cleaners”. “Oh, I know your father. We graduated ...rom high school together. He was always tall and handsome but very shy. As I recall, George didn’t date much in high school.” “Well, Ma’am, I don’t know much about that, of course, but I know he had to help work the family farm. He probably didn’t have much money or available time when he was a boy”. “I remember your father as a handsome man. . I was in my element and knew i was in for a long night,Jane loved to be handcuffed to the bed and i dont like to let her down so she didn`t argue when i pulled out my cuffs and told her to climb on her knees, as soon as i clipped them shut she was wiggling her ass in the air as an invitation for my hard meat,however,knowing it was her birthday and she deserved a nice treat i tied a cloth around her eyes,and went over to the drawer,pulled out the new rabbit id bought her earlier that week.As i. As her orgasm subsided I started a slow gentle motion, my length moving easily in and out of her well lubricated hole. Her heels kicked my back. “What is this a go slow? Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast as a Wolf would.” I took my cock out of her and threw her onto her face. I grabbed her waist raising her arse. I took my hard throbbing cock in hand, and with some effort I managed to move it down slightly. She had me so aroused I was scarred I would snap it. “Oh yes, more, more,” she shouted. I handed it back to her. Her badge said ‘Brenda’. ‘Th.. thank you. Do you need help getting these to your car?’ I started to say no, but Brenda said it was all part of the service, so I accepted her offer. She pushed the trolley, and I walked behind. She was much older than me, attractive in her own way, hair coloured and neat. A little matronly, I thought, but still found my eye drawn to Brenda’s backside as she pushed the trolley. I directed her to the corner spot where I was parked. I was.