"What's this? I love the shave but your little dickie here can't decide if he's happy to see me or not. She began pulling on his penis. Almost immedia...ely it stiffened right in her hand. He'd been teased all morning at the office and he had had no relief. Karen laughed as she felt him stiffen so quickly."That's a good little dickie. Maybe Mistress Karen will have a little reward for you tonight, but first I want you to crawl over to that footstool by the chair. That's the one, yes. Now bend. It addition to the essentials, bread, milk and eggs, it looked like Paige had enough packages of meat and chicken to feed an army. I offered to make copies of the letters that had passages pertaining to the battle, and Tilley jumped at the chance to have them. When we came back downstairs, Paige was busy in the kitchen. After Tilley left, I told Paige that I was going to call Miss Adams to see if she wanted to hear about the phone call from Corporal Ramsey and to read the letter Mackey had. She took a deep breath and got out her car and locked it up, she straightened out her dress which hugged her slim hourglass figure and made her way to his front door, her heels clicking on the pavement . When she arrived at the door she hesitated once more, her mind in a turmoil but she kept promising herself that she only came here to have a cup of tea and a nice chat, nothing more.Her finger barely had left the bell or the door swung open as if he had be waiting for her to arrive, she already. Also, Jack had been having an erotic dream, perhaps brought on unknowingly by Angela's pressure against his loins, and all of a sudden he felt really turned on. Stretching his head forward, he kissed Angela on the ear."Oh, Jack," she moaned, and almost acting on its own volition, her buttocks ground hungrily back against his still-growing member."Morning, honey," Jack breathed into his wife's ear and then began to worm his swelling cock up between her thighs, aiming its blood-engorged tip up.