.."I frowned. "What other types of shoes are there?" Oh... oh don't worry about it honey, you'll figure it out for yourself,I'm sure." I almost though... I could see the beginnings of a blush on hercheeks before she changed the topic "Now come on Peggy, you're due tosee the doctor. Follow me!" And she bustled out of the door with metrailing after her, holding my ridiculous stripper shoes in one hand andtrying to hold my dress down with the other. Every step I took madethings wobble and shudder, I. He was successful by all accounts.Hank walked down the stairs. He picked up his phone from the coffee table and opened up a messaging app. He hit the magnifying glass icon so he could search for a specific user. He typed 'bustybenji'. He tapped the sole result and typed a message..-You free?7 minutes later, Hank got a reply.-Yes sir.-Home alone. Come over.-Okay daddy! Be there in 30.-K.The six-foot-one-inch, two-hundred-forty-three pound man decided to wash up. He dried off and slipped on a. ’ ‘Sometimes you’re worse than they are.’ Hannah jerks around to find Luke sitting at the table holding Rainy against his chest. Hannah smiles brightly before moving around in the kitchen, gathering ingredients for pancakes, setting everything on the counter even as she feels Luke moving to stand behind her. Luke sets Rainy down in her playpen and moves across the room quickly, stopping right behind her, his heart pounding so hard he’s afraid it’ll burst out of his chest. He picks up her braid. I glance over to the next stall, and a youngish blonde man with a soft, round body is straddling the toilet and jerking on a nice, sturdy cock. He is wearing a dirty yellow t-shirt. His khaki-colored jams are in a heap at his stockinged feet. His white bikini briefs are clenched in one of his fists, and he lifts them to his face to inhale their scent. He looks right at me and licks his lips. I'm interested enough to walk in and join him, but the stall door is locked when I pull on it. OK.