“Good morning, Reuben. I hope you slept well” JC said rather curtly. Reuben eyes her and knows why she’s probably pissed off. “I did sleep wel..., JC. Thanks for asking. It’s going to be a long day, so maybe I’ll catch you at lunch” Reuben said. Reuben is appreciating JC’s appearance and look. “Damn, she pulls herself together nicely” he thought to himself, as his dick gives him a little rise.They didn’t see each other through the day since they had separate break-out sessions to attend. JC. .. down there? What you call it? Because you won’t have a rose,” he asked nodding to Jo’s crotch. “When Auntie Bet needs it, I have a special way of doing it for her. She loves it.” Jo frowned and walked thoughtfully to the clothes cupboard. He reckoned she was thinking and in turn worried that he had gone too far. But no - Jo turned and spoke. “Well if you have a special way. Can I see? I call it my front bottom,” she giggled. Ed’s mind sizzled. God – he loved her throaty giggles. Why was he. ’ ‘I used to watch them with my grandmother.’ Molly sipped her drink. ‘My mom has a list of about ten movies that she’ll watch, and six of them need subtitles. My sister won’t watch anything that doesn’t involve Meg Ryan or Sandra Bullock.’ ‘I’ve got a soft spot for old movies,’ Jake said. The server dropped off their orders and he picked up some ketchup for his fries. ‘I watched a lot in law school. Thank God for TCM. There isn’t much on at three in the morning.’ ‘I did the same thing in. She knows I cannot resist a shaved pussy. I will bend her over the bed, tie her down, blindfold her, and bring her to the brink of orgasm, then go turn the music on and make dinner. She never knows how long dinner will take, sometimes she will be wiggling her slim hips for fifteen or twenty minutes before dinner goes in the oven. Sometimes I will slip quietly up behind her, and slide the tip of my aching cock along her dripping pussy, and then go back to making dinner. Once dinner is cooking, I.