“You better ring that husband of yours” suggested Myra “tell him you are staying the night again”. Tom wasn’t too pleased and said so. Leesa...ended the call as he began to complain. “It’s all good Myra” she said, lying.It was after dinner when Leesa could stand it any longer. “Myra honey I want what you had this afternoon” she said “I want the horse”. Myra smiled “I think we had better prepare you first” she said “come into the bedroom with me”. Leesa wasn’t sure what she meant but she followed. I have to admit I was falling in love with the bitch. Although I felt good after outing her to her husband, Donnie, I guess I still went into a funk.I remember that first week was the toughest; I mean missing work and sitting home feeling hurt and sorry for myself. Going back to work the second week was the best thing I could have done. At least I didn't think about Gilliam for a few hours. You can't run heavy equipment with your mind on something else.This week has been the best so far, he. But it had been too close for comfort. Far too close! She went to Patti and the two kissed each other perfunctorily on the cheek. Both girl's cheeks were, in all likelihood, frozen by the icy coldness of their mutual and obligatory salutation!"I'll get you later with the dagger!" hissed her furious foe."In your dreams, arsehole!" replied the energised and confident Francine.Then Francine limped over to be kissed and hugged by a delighted Frederica."Come, my angel. We must do something for those. I try to squeeze my boobs around your balls as your legs wrap around my back. I need you so fucking badly. I push off of you and move up to straddle you, quickly lowering my dripping slot over your steel hard shaft. “So fucking juicy”, you groan. I lean forward as I grind my hips onto you, and you take my stiff nipples into your mouth and suck hard. The pain flows smoothly into pleasure and my eyes roll back in my head, “Please don’t stop… please”. We spend a few moments like that moving.