”“I promise! God, I promise whatever I must!”“Stay in your car and you can either follow me or drive on down and park at the back of the Qual...ty Inn.” The torso then peeled itself from the glass and quickly, fingers that were trembling tugged the jacket closed and pulled the zipper up. As Bryan leaned toward the window to see more of the woman, she turned and all he caught was a glimpse of her jaw and the large sunglasses that seemed to cover most of her face beneath the broad rim and floppy. Mid seventies at the top of the south. So this is something I've not really seen. It fascinated me. His cock was obviously fat. That was the first thing I saw. But when I kept turning pages I was mid-first sexual experience. Even then I knew. Small detail: That layout is the reason Flynt is still in a chair. A man shot him for it. The seventies were nuts.Flash forward to the late 90's and the internet boom. all the groups and chat sites, and meet ups etc were out of control. I was married but. I made a long arm and got her around the waist as she passed me by. “I bet I can change your mind.”“Oh? How?” she said snidely.“Like this!” And with that statement I pulled her skirt up and grabbed the waistband of her pantyhose and pulled them and her panties down.“Carl!” she squealed. She looked wildly towards the closed door to the rest of the house. “We can’t! Not here!”I kept pushing her pantyhose down below her knees to her ankles. “Your parents are snoozing, so you’d better not scream. .. about a 29." I worried what she was thinking. "Hmm. That may bejust about right. You're pretty trim all around now that I think aboutit. My old clothes should fit you pretty well."I was surprised at this. "No, Mary.. I don't want to do that." Why not?" she asked simply."This was just about the nightgown. It's hard to explain." Well that doesn't matter anyway. Actually I was just on my way out topick up a couple biscuits and coffee and thought you might want sometoo, before we got started..