Go wash your hands and get ready."I told the four men, "We've been told; let's eat."All of the women and kids that had been in the garden came through...the door with clean hands. They had stopped to wash up at the barn. After taking their shoes off, everyone found a chair. Today was some homemade lentil soup and ham sandwiches. Everything tasted great, as always.We had just begun to eat when Bert walked in the door. "Oh boy, just in time for lunch. I left the men with a bunch of sandwiches and. More so since she’d learned that, two months ago, Dave had started dating a woman in his office. According to common friends, the relationship had already progressed to the bedroom.Claire had actually met the woman now sharing Dave’s bed at the last office Christmas party. Three years her junior, making her nearly a decade younger than Dave, Sharon McCord had struck Claire as the sort who used her admittedly impressive physical attributes to gain what her less developed intellect couldn’t.. A farcry from football watching, beer drinking boyfriendBob. He poured two glasses of wine and went over to thestereo and turned on some soft music. They sat on thecouch together and began some small talk. They sat veryclose to each other and they looked into each other’seyes as they talked. Their heads felt as if they weremagnets attracted to one another. Him the north. Herthe south. Soon their lips met and they exchanged a long hardpassionate kiss. Then breaking away, Moria noticed. He smiled at her, slowly removing his hand. She was breathing heavily and fast. He started to slowly pump in and out of her pussy - taking short breaks in between for her to recover. After a couple minutes, he was going at a steady pace - she didn’t break eye contact with him. This is starting to feel better she kept thinking, and to her surprise, it was getting more better than ‘better’. “Is it still sore?” he asked, still gradually getting faster.“Not really, it feels really good though” she.