"Amanda? Is that you? It's Bob Crandall. Yeah. Sorry to call so late. Is Patti there?"She was there. Amanda went to fetch her, and Patti must have bee... asleep, or highly reluctant, or maybe down the block having a beer, because I waited for a long, long time.I could hear a fairly harsh exchange of comments going on between mother and daughter, well away from the phone. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it sounded as if Amanda was insisting that Patti take my call."Hello?" Patti.". " He proceeded to bring his mother back a very full glass of cold white wine. He figured a little disinhibition couldn't hurt. After a couple sips Marla realized David had taken her left foot in his hands. She closed her eyes and thought that the massage was better healing than the wine. David had such great hands and seemed to be learning great technique. She rather quickly sipped the rest of the wine and lay back on the flat lounge chair. David's hands moved up her ankle. Carefully, he wrote the man's username down the length of his dick, and snapped a picture.In almost no time at all, a response came. "Haha not too bad. I think I win, though ;)."Charlie felt conflicting emotions. What the hell did the "haha" mean?! He sent back, "We'll have to find out in person sometime." Oh, we will." The other man demonstrated a natural ability to be slightly more in control, Charlie had come to realize over time. Little comments like that were not uncommon. Charlie was not. I want to feel my cock slip deep into your wet hot pussy and I want to shoot this load into you and fill your up. Please! Come on Kay! Don’t make me wait! I have to cum inside of you and I have to do it now!” I continued on and she reached between her legs and stuffed two fingers deep into her as I begged to be allowed to put my dick in there instead. She then picked up one of her breasts and started sucking on its nipple. In moments that flesh had tightened and hardened and lengthened in ways.