I frequent this store enough to know that when I am in Angela’s line, I will always get a sweet smile from her after I make a flirting remark or two... When this pretty blonde finishes at the checkout line, she is hefting her bag of groceries by herself as her man is pulling her away by the arm. I decide to leave, making sure I am in Angela’s line. Her line is crowded, but I want to talk to her so I wait my turn. I tumble my goodies out on the conveyor and say, ‘Hey, Angela! How’s it going?’. As Logan ate dinner he already knew from the look on his mom's face that he would have to wait until spring for his new horse. He would try very hard not to look disappointed when his mom told him the bad news. He finished his dinner and put his glass and dish in the sink."Logan," his mom said, "I am very sorry son, but your horse will have to wait until we sell the herd."He smiled and said, "It's okay mom, I understand."His mom knew that he was disappointed but she did have a surprise for him.. Mr. Tilton walked to the sofa and reached out his hand. Debbie took it and allowed him to pull her to her feet. When she was standing, Mr. Tilton gathered her into his strong arms, lifted her off her feet, and covered her lips with his. She could feel the lump of his erection prodding her belly. ‘I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,’ he told her after the kiss ended, then he kissed her again. This time, Debbie returned the kiss avidly. Kissing Mr. Tilton felt every bit as good as she dreamed. Dad placed his other hand on the back of my head and leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Our lips met and instinctively I opened my lips to his and returned his kiss. My other hand found its way to the side of his head and we held each other in an embrace as we kiss and stroked each other. He stopped stroking my cock and scooted closer so our cocks were pressings against each other and his chest was near mine. He wrapped a hand around my waist and rested it just above my ass. With his hand.