We exchanged bits of sentences, and another song came on. This one was 'Rocky Top'. The memories of the bluegrass abnd came flooding back and I starte... singing softly, and soon a bunch of people were singing along.My friend Allen had is mandolin, I'd brought a guitar, there was somebody there with a harmonica. We were all laughing and just stopped the canned music, went and got our instruments, and soon there was a jam session going on with the alums, coming and going from the group , music and. Her back was a flawless soft line, dipping in at the waist and then spreading out, at both sides, into a luxurious spread of hips. The skin indented slightly where the panties started, and her round, wide ass cheeks pressed out against the back of them like a pair of sculpted soft globes. There was a hint of fat along the backs of her thighs—just enough to make you realize, just by looking, how soft they must really be—but otherwise the effect was of someone at once comfortable and solid. In. I don't tell her what to wear." "Bullshit. She never used to dress that way until you showed up." "She had no one to dress that way for Sandra. You saw to that by telling her she'd never find anyone who'd find her attractive enough to want her." "Why, you bastard. I was doing it to prevent her being used." "You were doing it to keep her under your control." "I don't know what my mother sees in you anyway Phil. She's almost twice your age." "This!" I snapped, cupping my hands around my. I ordered them from "Adam and Eve" online." Sandy stated in a tone as neutral as I had ever heard. "Are you mad?" No, baby. NO!" I told her. "I'm sorry if I sounded mad. You should know by now there is not that much difference in my mad voice and excited voice. I'm still excited from the images of you in your new attire in my head. I love you and could not possibly be mad about anything from today." Okay, I forgive you." Sandy giggled at me. "I have one more surprise tonight." I don't know if I.