I forget how we got on the topic, but later on, back at my house, I remember asking her if I was actually good at sex. She kinda laughed a bit, and th...n made herself stop. “Well, you’re okay Chris. I mean, you know, if my magic wasn’t stopping you, you’d be cumming in like a minute…” she said, stifling a giggle.“Ugh, cmon Jay that’s not nice,” I said, playfully punching her shoulder. “Hey, wanna go in the pool? I don’t think you’ve seen it, right?” I said, just thinking of it.“Ohh I love. I drifted into what I like to call one of the bullshit times of my life. Nothing of any real consequence was happening. The county attorney suggested I secure an attorney to represent me in a law suit. Seems the family of the black kid I busted a shotgun shell into was suing me. You had to love it I was being sued for not letting the kid kill me.So I called Rita and she agreed to represent me and to counter sue his family for bringing a malicious and frivolous court actions. Also to sue them. Sie strahlte und lächelte, wie ich es aus ihren besten Tagen kannte. Sie sah dabei so positiv aus, wie eh und je. Ihre großen Augen waren gezeichnet von kleinen Lachfältchen, welche bei dem Gespräch mit Katja deutlich zur Geltung kamen. Ihre schmalen Lippen waren mal gespitzt, mal geöffnet und zu einem Grinsen verzogen. Ihre Bäckchen waren leicht gerötet, was möglicherweise am Kaffee lag. Ihre kleine Stupsnase rundete den schönen Anblick ab. Ich muss sagen, dass ich Anke gerne betrachte.. That way, I could draw a detailed, updated map of the property. After a while she was as close to me as you are right now. She wasn't ashamed of her body or any of her several tattoos. And there's just something kind of slutty about a woman who's past thirty, walking around in shorts that show the cheeks of her ass. She also bent over, supposedly so I could see her obnoxious tramp stamp.She went back inside her house after a while and came back with a glass. "Would you like some of my world.