He seemed generous and had called and paid for a cab. I found he had laid out clothes and again. I dressed and touched up my make up. The cab was wait...ng and again stayed in Manhattan but this time a Brown stone mansion. His words about a dog ran through my head as I forced myself up the stairs.A good looking man in his forties opened the door before I knocked. "Ah you must be Stacey, come in. My wife is waiting up stairs." I found myself led up to a massive master bedroom and looked around.. Some years later they met again.The Father asked, 'Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?'She replied, 'Oh, very well, Father!'The Father asked, 'And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?'She replied, 'Oh yes, Father! Two sets of twins and six singles, ten in all!'The Father said, 'That's wonderful! How is yer loving hoosband doing?'She replied, 'E's gone to Rome to blow out yer fookin' candle... 'God and his conversation with St. Francis. FUNNY and true!GOD:Frank, you know all about. I handed the lube to Tim as he was still fucking her pussy. He leaned back and squirted some on her butt hole. Then he pushed his thumb up her ass. She was contentiously orgasming. He pulled out of her and guided his foamy covered dick up to her little brown hole. He pushed it in and Andrea gasp then every muscle in her body tightened up. He stopped and remained still while she relaxed. Soon he started slowly fucking her ass , each stroke going a little deeper. Soon his balls were resting on. I looked at the phone it was the wife calling. She was out for the evening with a couple of friends, all the same type, happy when being wined dined danced and fucked. but not always in that order. However 2 of the three had settled down a little (my wife included I thought) and lived for the occasional night out talking about the old times, etc. I answered the phone and the wife shouted at me, telling me her card had been refused when the 3 had decided to pay up at the closing of the bar, and.