"Me too, and who do I meet?" Two of the bitches from the neighbourhood," Clara laughed.October, November and part of December rolled on. Not that the ...hree women lost that much weight, but they had a lot of fun, and a close friendship was growing between them. Soon they found that the one weekly meeting was too little, and as they were all married and all working at home, they would get their usual chores finished early on Friday morning, and then meet for a cup of coffee and a chat at the. He didn't even try, his leg still bothered him. "Let's take a shower, I'll spray on my SHIT and let's make love again." Sounds good," he started relieving himself. "Ahhhhhh, this feels so good. Almost as nice as sex. After we fuck we'll go down to find something to eat." What?" she said loudly, her hearing being drowned out by the running water. By the time he joined her, her gorgeous mane was full of shampoo. He took over the job of running his fingers through it. She let him do that while she. Your tummy button is there waiting, un-kissed. My hand pauses over the indentation in the fabric where that long dreamed of button lies in wait. I remember. I don’t want to break the spell so I let my hand drift further down. Your night gown has shifted upward in your sleep and my fingers encounter the elastic and the texture of your panties. I hesitate. Have I gone too far? Your body answers my question as your ass grinds against my cock with greater urgency. I can feel the heat between your. I had heard all the words before, but he had some new combinations.The next time he thought he would be ready for me and was back on his heels. This time I smacked the crap out of him, putting him on his ass.On the next play, I used the same swim move that Bill had used on me. This time he kept me engaged, but we both knew I had beaten him.We were called to lunch. The monster quit growling at me and took off his helmet. He just shook his head at me as we trotted into the Nutter Center to grab a.