. I hope you are Grace ... and not someone else" I sheepishly asked."Yep ... I'm Grace and the long suffering mother of those incorrigible girls".She ...urned to face me, giving me a look at the most well-preserved 60 year old woman that I have ever seen. She had large firm tits and a petite curvy body that was the equal of her daughters. Her face was clear and wrinkle-free - she was a beautiful redhead just like her daughters."I'm pleased to meet you" I ventured."Likewise" she quipped and then. She was a goddess on her knees, and she was worshiping at MY shrine. It did not take long for me to reach my journeys end. And I moaned out load as I filled her waiting mouth with my quintessence. She took it all, not letting a drop of me escape her pick lips. She held me there in her lips for a moment, making sure that I had given her all that I had. She then kissed the head one last time and quickly got her to feet. "Ok lover, time to hop in." I did as she asked and lay back in the chair, and. I laughed, but I did it. As soon as I hit the enter key, my finger seemed to break up! Pixelize would be a better word. It slowly began to sink into the screen as it being pulled by a vacuum. I opened my mouth to scream, but I was afraid, so I didn't. The pulling became increasingly powerful. I didn't know what was happening, but I tried to fight it by pulling my finger out. As I did, my whole hand was sucked in. The more I tried to fight it the more of me was pulled in. I was still. If Laurie won all five parts of the bet, then we wouldn't even be out at lunch. With any loss, at least some of Stan's underwear -- and some exposure -- was certain. With one loss, we had to replace our shirt with one of Stan's old undershirts -- the thin kind with the skinny strap at the shoulder, no arms and big openings at the side. As tall as Stan is, some of the top of the bra and most of the outside would be exposed.With two losses, an old -- and therefore thin -- pair of Stan's snap.