Add a dash of Mary Poppins' smile, though only when the taster isn't looking.Tigger's Caution: But forget that "Spoon full of sugar that makes the med...cine go down in the most delightful way" Oh yeah, and that tape measure she used on the two kids? The one that when she measured herself and came up with "Mary Poppins - practically >perfect in every way"? Well, whenever Jane measures a new boy he always comes up short... at least until she gets him into his first set of heels.Add a dash of. So, I did. Nothing romantic, she simply wanted the anonymity of being Mrs. X, rather than herself loathing self. I took her on a honeymoon anyway. She could say she had one, to anyone who may ask. Sally agreed that was a worthwhile reason. Sally slept through most of it.Is the cure sometimes worse than the disease? I’m not wishing I had gone fishing instead, if that’s your real question. Except for missing Sally, life is pretty good.There is much to relate.First, before you ask, Sally still. But she was owed a DP and a boob workout and Carla was owed a combination fuck and suck. Their flight home was at 5.00pm tomorrow so they had the rest of the night and most of tomorrow to go.Each guy slept with his wife and Bob and Carla woke about 4.00am with her needing to go to the toilet. Actually only Carla woke up but she reckoned that if she was awake, he should be awake too, so woke him with her special deluxe blowjob. Liz and Trevor awoke around 6.30am with his wilted cock still held. We must do it again" said Mabel. "Yes, but it would be much better if he fucked us. I miss the sex my husband and I had before he died." Joan commented. "I dont know about that, Joan. I've never had sex with a man". "It's about time you did. You should do it before you get too old for it Mabel" Joan told her. "I suppose you're right. I'll let him do me. It will be my first ever fuck. Let's do it tomorow. But where? Surely not on this floor"? "No. Well do it on my double bed upstairs". The next.