"As her hand brushed from his shoulder down to his elbow, she responded, "I might like a little savagery in a man. It would be interesting." Claire, y...u're a tempting, beautiful woman. I'm sure there is a long line of men just waiting for you to grant them an audience. Perhaps you should select one of them as your consort."As she turned to leave the store, Claire stopped and asked, "May I ... may I take you to lunch?" She voiced her question and lifted her chin, refusing to look anywhere but. I wanted it to be ‘special’, you know the fantasy. I had no idea that you’d dump me.’ ‘Oh, geez. You know, I have lived with a lot of guilt about that night, that summer. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.’ She waved her hand. ‘It’s alright, really. But why? Was it my horribly knobby knees or were you just a jerk who didn’t want to date if his girl wouldn’t put out?’ He felt uncomfortable but nothing ventured, nothing gained. ‘Well, as a matter of fact, now that you mention it, you did have some pretty. "Evelyn Cresswell stopped and faced her husband and that Jezebel who was standing next to him. "I'll do no such..." COFFEE EVELYN! And I'll be in when I'm good and ready, and this time I'LL do the talking!"Shaken by the change in her husband of twenty eight years and fearing for their marriage and how it would effect their two married sons and their three grandchildren Evelyn Cresswell dropped her head and carried on walking towards the open front door of their house."Now where were we?" asked. “Come here, lover-boy,” she said, smiling at him. “Let’s see what else you can do.”She wiggled provocatively, boobs jiggling. Her movement sent a waft of perfume to his nostrils, cloyingly sweet, and Marcus’ stomach lurched. The hunger returned with savage intent and he crossed the threshold, crawling up into the space she offered between her legs. Elaine’s pussy was waxed smooth and Marcus manoeuvred his body closer, his tongue flicking out to graze her clitoris before slipping between the.