A big stain of jism overlaid with custard ran down her back and over her arse to drip from the short skirt to streak the backs of her legs, making her...shirt stick to her skin. This it had done on her front too, this time mostly from the pudding and cum on her skin, making the fabric slightly see-through, especially at her nipples. Her tie was practically unrecognisable, soaked with both messes, as was the front of her skirt, but this was mostly cum with just some splodges of custard. Her legs. I was a couple hundred miles away from where I could park the truck. I badly wanted to be back home with my lady, but also knew that once I got the chance to stop, we could have a video chat rather than be on the phone. She's back home in South Dakota while I was doing a special run out to Nevada & Arizona, and running down south for the next week before coming home. Knowing I was going to be parking the truck for a while to do my reset, I decided to splurge and get a hotel room for myself.. His gaze is fixed and confident, behind the frames of his glasses. A blue-grey suit, without a tie, clings to his body. His top button is undone, she notices. He fills the suit well and she cannot resist licking her lips as she admires his shape. His hair is tidy and dark, without an ounce of stubble or a hair out of place. His skin looks so smooth she feels she could almost reach out and stroke it. She clears her throat, focussing her thoughts once again. “Yes, I’m looking for a pair of. " This has nothing to do with caring for your baby, is it?" Annetta, I am back to normal enough to recognise that this is a factor in my decision to ask you, but primarily it is because I want to have you three in my life, permanently. I was able to stand on my own feet when I had Herbert to love me. He was my rock, my foundation, and he and I would have coped with anything life threw at us, but with him gone, I can't see my life as having any meaning without you three to mesh with, and to.