" I bent his head downing the bed, grabbed his shoulders and started to hammer him as hard as this old man could. And he was tightening his ass in the...thrusts, pushing back into me, and loving it. I slapped his ass and felt him go tight. "Like that" "Yes." And spanked him pretty hard, feeling him tighten and heard his moans. I felt for his cock and it was large, but soft. I could not concentrate on taking care of him, and just fucked him, pulling his shoulders and his lank long hair. Above his. "Well," he stated, "I told them Felicia broke up with you and locked youout of your apartment, so don't bring her around here until you mentionto someone you're back together."I chuckled, at least half the story was true."Thanks man," I stated. "Actually, that's not far from the truth." Oh shit," he seemed genuinely concerned, "Sorry to hear that, Feliciawas a hotty. And if it makes you feel any better, Miranda always thoughtshe was a bitch -- Her words, not mine." Uh... Yeah." I muttered."You. "We have to go shopping tomorrow." I told Maeve. "I need someplace to put all this junk."She wrinkled her nose at me and sighed. "This place is going to be a lot of work."She came into my arms and leaned back to look up at me. "Do you have any objection to me using some of my own money to buy things for our home?" Not at all." I assured her. "All I ever wanted was for you to let me know what you're doing."She rested her head against my chest and sighed. "I love you." And I you, Maeve the. Everything I didwell she did just a little bit better. Confounding the dumb blonde stereotype,I was a science and math whiz. But Jen's science project was awarded firstplace at the school science fair and I only took second. Somehow, beating outall the boys didn't seem to matter as much as losing out to Jen. Despite the science and math nerd stereotype, I was always pretty popular.I guess my looks helped for that. The 'blue-eyed blonde girl-next-door witha little extra hint of naughtiness'.