Holding her waist from behind was a different experience all together, I was totally lost in her beauty, let me describe more details about Rita, she ...as in her early 30es moderate built but rightly put-on at places, she had an amazing butty and an awesome rounded pair of tits, her shin was glowing and she was fain in complexion she is 34-32-36 an idle figure to die for. The movement I hold her from behind I was lost in my own world, I came back to senses only when she pinched me and said help. When I arrived at the office I telephoned Ginny office and told her that Ed and I had talked it over and we would be at her party. Before I hung up I asked her if we needed to bring anything and all she said was “just my pussy and Ed's dick.” We talked a few more minutes then she said that she had a few more calls to make and that she would see us Friday night around seven o'clock. Well the rest of my day was a blur and I was so happy when it came time to go home. After Ed arrived home, I told. Her eyes were closed. Her expression was sleepy. He said her name, softly. Her eyes flew open. ‘Stop looking at me, please,’ she said in a normal tone. ‘If you’re going to take this long, let me get more oil. I’m drying out.’ The Aedile withdrew and came all over her belly. Dressing quickly, he left without a word. BUT HE RETURNED the next day. And then two days later. The day after that one. Three days after that. And on and on. Fucking only Ibis every time. The Aedile slept with Ibis more. “Maybe they could stay in the barn?” Stuart suggested. “I can take ‘em out there, and then I won’t go out there all the rest of the night. I promise, ma.”There was a loud sigh from the living room, and I pictured Stuart’s Ma staring at the ceiling and praying for guidance.“You promise to God, and the little baby Jesus?” Stuart’s Ma finally asked.“Yeah, Ma,” Stuart said. “To the father and the son and the holy ghost.”“Well, if a manger is good enough for Jesus, then these goddamned tramps better.