“No, give it to her.” Dave suggested. Pointing towards a woman in a gray skirt browsing the paintings of a small art gallery. This would be Dave�...s third run in with the mystery blonde. And this time he was armed for payback. Or at least his friend was.“But she’s old,” Kurt commented clearly unimpressed with Dave’s choice.“But she’s hot. Look at her.” Dave answered. The woman was hot. Only showing her age in the strands of gray that peppered her shoulder length blonde hair.“I don’t know. Her. So I went near her and saidMe: Hi sexy senior!!She: Hi dear!!Me: Why are you smiling at me like this our friends may find out that something is between us.She: So what?Me: Nothing.She: I’m so horny after that night. I need you to feel the heaven again (Rubbing my dick over my pants).Me: No not here.She: Where then?Me: Wait let me give these bottles to my class and will return soon.She: Okay soon.I gave her a lip kiss not a lip lock actually but just a kiss on her lips and went to my class and. You look real sexy with your legs spread like that, Mom. Thanks, honey. Why dont you get down behind your father where you can see? Evan moved to the foot of the bed and situated himself. Can you see all right? I asked my son while my husband continued to thrust himself into me. A little, but not really, Evan answered. I raised my feet up into the air, and Don adjusted up and forward. Hows that, honey? Perfect. Can you see Dads cock going in and out of my pussy? Yeah, I can see everything.. Perhaps it was a wrong number, but as the unfound phone continued to ring persistently, he rummaged through his work papers and junk to find the receiver simply to end this confounding irritation. At last he found the phone cord and roughly jerked the receiver from under a pile of books.Moriarty: "Hello, who's this, you have the wrong number." He said crossly.He was greeted by a vaguely familiar feminine voice: "Good evening, is that Professor Moriarty please?"Moriarty was amused that this.