’ ‘You need glasses?’ ‘I’m now wearing contact lenses, but they don’t correct my eyesight completely. I can see that you all are cute, but...without my eyeglasses I can’t appreciate your full beauty.’ ‘What has happened to your glasses?’ ‘My husband gave them by mistake to the Lions club, and I’ve been unable to retrieve them so far. I’ve ordered a new pair, but it won’t be ready for a week.’ ‘Would you like to peruse my collection of eyeglasses, Jane?’ Matt asks, ‘They are of all shapes and lens. Connie soon rolled around on the bed until she was facing Tyler. Shelooked at him deviously in the dim light of the suite and scootedtoward him, kissing him deeply, their saliva and pussy juices minglingas they made out. Connie came up for air a moment later, strokedTyler's long auburn hair, looked deep into his eyes, and said, "I win." Jesus," Tyler said, still not quite settled into the incredibleexperience Connie had given him. "Yes. You definitely win." Good to see you again." You too.". He was wondering how much longer he would be mentally and physically capable of tolerating all the farmer's wife's 'chores', with her help Nell being present all the time, as a witness, and her docile husband the farmer, of course. Both passive observers, terrified that they would be her next targets.Harry was seriously stuck between a rock and a very hard place, because on the one hand we was concerned about how much more his body could take, and on the other it was 'normal' for him to do what. She would just have to make sure that didn't happen. She did wonder where they were meeting. It had better be some place safe, or they'd all get in trouble.She had a more immediate concern. Standing in the hall, she'd felt wetness on her thighs again. When she was alone she could actually smell that feminine odor that came from a wet pussy. Obviously the improvised padding in her panties wasn't working.When her lunch period started she grabbed her coat and purse and headed for the nearest.