I don’t live here, I just hang out here every once in a while.’ ‘Fighting with the wife?’ she asked just this side of bitchy. ‘No wife.’ ...��The girl friend then?’ ‘No girl friend. Is that ok?’ the sarcasm dripping from his voice. How could she be so angelic and such a bitch at the same time. ‘What do you want from me?’ ‘Jesus! What the hell is wrong with you? I’m just trying to be nice, I don’t want a fucking thing from you! Just let me know when you leave so I can lock the fucking place up.. Finishing pulling them off for her, she brought her knees back to mine and sat on my right leg. She was extremely wet. Basicly sliding, trying to keep her balance she slowly moved up and brought her right leg over my left thigh. She pushed my dick down touching my stomach and spread her legs just enough for her pussy to open to put my dick inbetween her lips, like a hotdog in a bun. She slid back and forth. Her perfect pussy sliding over my dick, leaving gleaming wet marks on my shaft as she. "At 17, my mother had not seen me naked since I was about 8 or so, and nowshe wanted me to strip! I got down to my briefs, which was as far as Iwanted to go, and she finally relented. The worst smelling cream I eversmelled was spread all over me, and I was told to do the rest and waitfor 30 minutes before I showered it off. I did as she told me, and when Istepped out of the shower, I was hairless from the eyes down! On the bedwere some white cotton panties and a nightgown and robe set. I. We sat with a group of her coworkers who came without a fats or wife. They kept getting drinks for the whole table, especially her. They all said when she would go to the bathroom that she gets really wild(which I knew already) and they said they heard stories. So I appreciated them getting her wasted. As the night went on the table thinned and it was two of her coworkers me and her. She want to the bathroom again and the other two were saying how they wished they were in my shoes for the.