I turned and gave Tony a quick kiss. "Get me something good, you know what I like." When I came out of the bathroom the shopkeeper was sweeping up jus... outside the door. I brushed against him as I walked by, the brief contact sending a quick electrical thrill through my body. As I made my way to a booth in the far corner of the shop where Tony was waiting for me I could feel the man's eyes on me. I slid into the seat next to Tony and saw what he'd gotten for me, coffee and lemon pie, my. After a few seconds of panic, he realized that I was joking. He looked up, slightly red-faced, and let out a sigh, half in exasperation, half in relief.Amy covered her mouth and giggled. Being a good sport, Chris allowed himself a smirk too."Sorry," I said with a grin, "it was just girl talk. You should know better than to ask!" You're so bad!" Amy exclaimed with a smile. Then leaned in to whisper in my ear again, "And I like it!" Slut," I whispered back.She looked down at her shoes and bit her. I writhe over top of her and feel like begging for her to fuck me but I bite my tongue figuratively as I start to wiggle it into her drenched hole. Mistress starts to moan as she continues to lightly trace my lips with her finger tips. My hand that was tracing the alphabet on her clit was now rubbing it gently with a fingertip. As I continue to tongue her wet pussy, swirling my tongue in it, I feel her part my own lips with two fingers as she takes her other hand and traces my own dampening. But, she remarried and this time had 5 more children. She finally died after having 25 children.Standing before her coffin, the preacher prayed for her. He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, ‘Lord, they’re finally together.’One mourner leaned over and quietly asked her friend, ‘Do you think he means her first, second or third husband? ‘ The friend replied, ‘ I think he means her legs.”There was this man who went to the hospital every Monday morning, and every Monday he would.