He looked and smiled, glancing at her hand busy on the next seat. She leaned to Dan as he offered his lips for a quick kiss.Tina’s small ass was con...tantly in motion on her seat as Dan’s expert fingers aroused her more and more. “Dan...,” she whispered as she did her best to conceal the climax washing over her body. Her face reddened with excited embarrassment, surely the man beside her must know she had just cum.Dan slipped his wrinkled fingertips from her wet pussy and licked them clean as if. ’ she replied, handing me a mug. We drank some tea and she asked me about my night. I told her it had been OK; we’d just gone to one of the lad’s houses and played on his Nintendo. I asked about hers and she said they had gone to a club and didn’t get home until gone midnight. Then she took my mug and lifted the bag onto the bed. ‘Come on, I can’t wait for you to open your presents.’ she said, tipping the packages onto the bed. I was about to reach for a largish box and Mum said ‘No, this one. “Several years ago,” Christine said, “I watched several one-mile races on TV with people who were training to try and beat the mile record. I can’t remember what the best time for the mile is, but I know it’s somewhat less than four minutes. There are too many variables that prevent me from arriving with a precise number, but he said he was going to run twenty miles. The world record time for a marathon is something like two hours and two or three minutes, I think, so let’s say 122 minutes.. Mr Dwyer within inches of the pussy angel pink wings of his own daughter Beth’s and Erica’s femmorsels of free formed, cunny skin; dangling for her daddy; but when the natural treat of excessive meat curtains like a Chas are flapping in your face...you don’t really see beyond that; Bernard for the moment needed nothing more in his range of vision. Besides the ranga was popping out her jelly bean sized cupid’s bead for the Monsignor: he knew what he needed to lick directly.Beth had her daddy.