He agreed and slowly started shoveling in the street. He was just about done when he heard a car's horn blaring. Looking up he saw a car sliding direc...ly towards him. Thinking quickly he dove towards the street, next thing he knew he was on a sheet of ice sledding towards the intersection below. Acting quickly he reached out and grabbed at a light pole. Not feeling anything he reached up just in time to see the parked car make contact with his head. Slowly opening his eyes he saw nothing around. She looked up at me and her big green eyes widened, “Oh Jerry.. do you mean that please, OMG that would be wonderful son” she said as she squeezed my hands and I could feel the back oh her hand pressing harder, I doubt she even realized it, it was a wonderful moment for both of us? I think she agreed.She kept her hands there far too long and my cock was pulsing against her hand and she rested her head on my shoulder, I was starting to feel uneasy as my cock kept pulsing and although she made no. The round tire of her belly enveloped him, pressing against his lower back like a plump lumbar pillow. It was like sitting in the deepest and most luxurious armchair ever made, Miller sinking what felt like an inch or more into her body, her feathery fur tickling his bare skin wherever it touched him. Due to his smaller stature, the top of his head didn’t even reach her furry chin.Initially, her heavy breasts pressed against his back, spreading and deforming like putty. But as she squeezed him. During the beginning of my second year with the firm, my boss, Bill, and I became involved in an important and stressful project. If we met the deadline, and if everything worked well, we would get another big order. If not, we would lose an important client. We made the deadline with minutes to spare. To celebrate, my boss suggested having dinner at an elegant restaurant downtown. At my insistence, he included his wife. Everything went well. Bill’s wife, Valerie, whom I had already met at.