He was a bit more frenzied than she would have expected from a man of his age and his look of cautious dignity. Still, it was refreshing and she lifte... her hips for him to remove her undies without any difficulty and he responded by slapping his happy cock on her already wet cunt with a smile on his face and gleam in his eye that told her she was in for a nice long ride.The fact that he was treating her more like a tough biker chick instead of a pampered uptown rich guy's housewife appealed to. Now I know all the myths and bullshit out there written about it’s this or that when a dogs osbone tip gets itself through your cervix and into your womb that in the real world sometimes it makes you want to absolutely puke. Jasper had caused this in me on some occasions of our past encounters.And judging as I sat there and saw all this, poor Patti was having just some of that almost same feelings and actions from it.I knew all to well when I saw how that long tapered tip of his was and it made. She was soaked through, shivering, makeup a mess, but she'd never looked more beautiful to him. He changed her tire for her, then wrapped her in a blanket he kept in his car, holding her until her shivering stopped. She'd been reticent at first, but the longer he held her the more she relaxed in his embrace. They'd talked about aimless things, about school and tests and the unreliability of cheap cars. Slowly, she'd uncrossed her arms from over chest and put them around him. That was how. "Guinevere?" She fancies Lancelot." Excalibur belonged to Arthur not Lancelot." What was Lancelot's sword called?" No idea. I'm not sure it had a name." Oh dear." Cheer up. Guinevere fancied Arthur long before Lancelot." OK, Arthur. Please can Guinevere go first?" Of course. Ladies first." Always the gent," she chuckled and gave him a loving peck as she scampered off to the ensuite bathroom.When she came back she jumped back into bed again. "Off you go, quickly."Harry did as he was bid. She.