"Help me, Carlie," she said. Taking her hands, he lowered her carefully into the narrow entry bottleneck, gradually dropping down until he was lying p...one to maintain his grip as long as possible. When he finally released her she slid but a few centimeters before she felt Heisinger, below, catch her feet and then slowly crawl her hands upward along her legs and then her body until she could be lowered fully into the entry tunnel.The traverse of that tunnel, she'd told them beforehand, was. With my desire finally sated, I got dried and dressed for a walk in my local park. It was an unusually warm sunny day, and already it was getting humid, so I slipped on a thin cotton summery dress, lemon yellow, with small white flowers. I rooted through my undies drawer, and found a pair of baggy directoire knickers. The crotch was loose fitting so I had to use a super absorbent tampon to soak up my pussy juice. I tucked a spare in my bag. I didn't bother with a bra, although I rarely go bra. His pants were down around his ankles and Doris was licking on the largest fattest cock I could ever imagine. Only the head was in her mouth and her cheeks puffed out obscenely with that part. She held the shaft with both hands as she worked, as best she could, her lips over the huge head. Her hands though wrapped around the shaft couldnt come close to having her fingers meet. The cock shaft was as thick as a large wine bottle and her hands didnt come close to the mans crotch. there was four. In the morning I would hold her in my arms and... The sound of my cell phone ringing interrupted my dream date with Jan. I looked down at it and it was Tom, calling from North Carolina. With more than a little trepidation, I answered the phone. "Hi Tom, what's new on your end?" "Frank, I just wanted you to know that we served Susan yesterday. I've prepared a list of what we are seeking in the divorce settlement. Actually it's not much of a list. We want the divorce, of course, and an even split.