How are you all being of whom are among yourselves doing? hopefully everyone is feeling more, much more better than me as of the present given moment ...n time with that being of person of i myself feeling like more, or less 'dead-man-walking', & whereas the very reason, &/or purpose that i say this here is to inform that being of your persons by giving you all an explanation as to why that is, & whereas it is being that because partly to blame, or he who is at fault for causing me to feel this. She suddenly stoop up and asked if I was staying the night. I replied, ‘I am not sure.’ She said, ‘You should, but don’t sl**p on the couch, there is plenty of room upstairs.’ She then grabbed my hand and walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. As soon as i shut the door behind us she turned around and began kissing me. I grabbed her big soft ass and squeezed them through her robe and panties. I slipped her robe off and revealed the beautiful black panties and bra set she was wearing. She. Polly was a tomboyish little thing with short, peroxide blonde hair, pert little tits and just a slight curve to her tight ass and hips. She had a lovely smile and her blue eyes always flashed brightly. Beverly’s was a more classic beauty. She possessed a curly mane of paprika red and laughing green eyes. Also of petite stature, her figure was womanly with generous hips, and a full curve to her ass and breasts. These were welcoming, a feeling she augmented today by keeping the top three buttons. She was so aroused that her nipples stood out proudly. I bent forward and put my lips to her breast and inhaled her into my mouth. She moaned and tossed her head back for a moment before I felt her hands roaming the front of my jeans and caressing my cock through the denim. She had tortured me all day, and my cock could take no more teasing. Keeping her nipple in my mouth, I reached down and assisted as she began to undo my fly. Soon, my jeans were gone. When she saw that I had gone commando,.