He'd been "rumbled." Ah, I thought so," said Maureen. "Now, let's get one thing absolutelyclear. Being a woman is wonderful and I can completely unde...stand whymany men want to experience the feelings of femininity. My job is helpthe shop make a profit. To do that we sell things and, in all honesty,I'm not concerned who buys them or who they are for. A good day at workfor me is when we sell a lot; a great day is when we can go home in theevening knowing that we've changed someone's life for. "Many families like to give little gifts in the morning, something to wear or eat. or play with." Nimrod explains some more. "rather like us," I grin to myself satisfied with that thought. then another thought takes it's place.Yule? Is it Yule already, I frown at that thought and say "I am sorry I do not have any gifts for either of you."Nimrod chuckles and hugs me tighter for a moment. " you are the gift. and if you try to give Me anything else I will have to..." he looks over at Saul. "What. ” she said cheerfully, gesturing with her hand she wanted him to come closer. “Between my legs... Yes... That’s it...” Her hand started to shiver as she reached down to take a hold of his cock, which, not surprisingly, rock hard, really hard, and she could feel it throbbing when she finally was able to put it between her fingers, helping it find it’s way to her hairy cunt. “There...” she said, placing both her hands on his arse cheeks as she’d managed to put his cock to where it belonged... in. But she's 54 years old and 300 pounds, so most of you don't want to hear her story. I don't really want to tell it. We're still friends, but... like I said, weird weeds.But I've got another one.Biker chick.Woah, don't go, this isn't one of those scary old broads on the back of a hog.I'm talking hot chick on the back of a hog.What's the problem? you ask. Don't like leather?Actually, no. I don't think a girl in leather is attractive at all. It's thick, it doesn't move well, it hides curves, it.