‘Well, now, you must be Jake.’ She sounds like the way I imagine Santa Clause’s wife sounding. ‘I am.’ I try not to make it sound like a que...tion. ‘Well, honey, I can tell you that you’re grandfather will be so glad to hear from you. He is just as proud as can be of you. He’s been telling anyone and everyone all about his grandson. You know I’ve had to chase him away from the desk three times, just so I can get some work done?’ I blush, alone in my car. ‘I didn’t know that.’ ‘Oh, yeah. He’s. I asked him about his wife and he laughed, saying that I should not worry about her, as usual during the last months…Then he smiled as I saw him adjusting his pants as his cock obviously grew hard during our few moments kissing. He then left for home but a short while later I received a message from him saying that if I would mind if he come later after dinner…I answered back he would be welcome whenever he wanted.After sending the answer, I felt my pussy was wet even though I was on my third. Her plan started with her sending two of her girls in as spies , which back fired with him turning them both out, and now they are his sex slaves ,like all of his girls, and another problem is the fact that OX didn't want to go against the Panther, the deadliest man with his bare hands in France, So Sable cut off thier partership along with Ox's throat and dick ,,,They found him face down off the docks with a shock look on his face and his dick in his mouth ,which means his throat was slit. " Afton, in just her bra and panties, followed the teacher into her small cubby hole of an office at the far end of the locker room and sat down in the visitors chair and extended her left leg so Miss Richards could inspect it. "See," said the eighteen year old said, "no problem, it feels just fine!" Miss Richards was running her hand up and down the ankle and calf of the young girl, each time her hand moving a little higher until she was rubbing the inside of her thigh. Miss Richards continued.