" I don't think Fiona sees herself as a replacement for anyone, nor would she want you to. She could be appreciated for herself, don't you think? Why ...ot at least take her out and try an evening together and see how you get on? You'll know soon enough if your ages are a problem and if they aren't and you enjoy each other's company you can do it again."I didn't think how it might affect our Saturday nights if we didn't enjoy each other's company."And I suppose Fiona is talking to Howard about. He was just lying still with no attempt to penetrate her but all the time she was getting deeply French kissed. So after a while I took his cock and started rubbing her clit and pussy lips. He lifted his hips so I could get more space to rub her with his cock, I inserted a finger of mine while rubbing the clit with his cock; my wife was screaming and moaning and she started parting her legs a little. He still left the whole game to me with no penetration, so I stopped fingering her and started. About three hours later I pulled into the factory where I was delivering the machinery. The mystery didn't stir as I drove the truck right inside the building. I almost forgot her as I removed the sheets and straps from my load, then watched as the guys craned off the three machines I was carrying. In little more than twenty minutes the truck was empty. After I had folded my sheets and stowed them, I pulled my truck out into the factory yard with the intention of getting my own head down for a. After trying on several bras, she put on the top without one. The boobs definitely weren't as noticeable. She searched her closet. Eventually she found a ribbed shirt that was a little thinner and it had buttons down the front to her waist. She put it on. Kelle hesitated. The thinner fabric certainly shows her boobs off better. However, her nipples were on full display and they were too much of an invitation for mayhem. So Kelle dug through her drawers. Finally, she was able to come up with a.