I’m doing fine,” Wayne sighed. “How are you?”“I’m surprised you are even at the game with all that going on,” Gee laughed.“I was ... i...formed ... that it wasn’t wise for teachers to not show up for football games. Even first grade teachers! Is there anyone in town who misses a high school football game?”“You’ll find slightly fewer come to the Flor del Día games. But we still have a good turnout. It’s all part of the city preparing for Harvest and then celebrating it,” Karen said. “It’s not the. "By the way I finally figured out what color of red that is," Jeremy said. "It is the same color red that you find in peppermint sticks at Christmas." Yes, I think it was a custom paint job on the truck. Those seat covers are definitely custom," I said. I was a little surprised how little losing the election bothered me. "I'm going to get in my peppermint colored truck and go to that steak house in the plaza. They have cheese cake there. I'm going to buy a whole one and take it home, then eat. We didn't always fuck first thing in the morning, only when she felt like it and that was plenty often enough for me. I loved my wife very much and I certainly loved the occasional good morning fuck.She rode me fast and hard as I greatly enjoyed the view of her pleasuring herself on my cock through the large mirrors we have mounted to the wall across from our bed, we both very much enjoy watching our own action. Before too long she got up off of me and moved to be on all fours on the bed next. Both of my hands rested on her smooth feminine legs, I leaned over to gently kiss her legs. With both hands on her hem, slowly and carefully, I began to edge her tight dress up, past her stocking tops, exposing her bulging panties, then past her smooth hips, kissing them as I brought it up as far as I could. Lauryn held onto the hem of her dress whilst her right hand gently stroked my hair and guided my head toward her crotch. With both hands moving together, I traced the outline of her.