"Who cares Shelly, I mean seriously, look at me."I got off the barstool and did a twirl, showing of my four times a week yoga class body before sittin... down, "And compare this body to that ... uhg ... her." I said, making a face as a mental image of Marge crossed my mind. "It is just not ... normal."Shelly threw a towel over her shoulder. "Normal is a setting on the dryer. So your hubby Dean traded up by marrying you. I do not understand why that bothers you?" What if it wasn't him that traded. And use it to predict how things are going to happen when the flow changes."Giggle. "'Kay! Thanks!" And she bounced off to the next adventure, leaving me sitting there contemplating how many professional electrical people I've worked with over the years who didn't understand what this little blonde pixie had just derived from casual conversation. (Or how casual was it?)I can only imagine the conversations between my Nikki, Susan and the Terri-dactyl over the course of an evening. I'll get a. You let the tip drag against them, pulling them out slightly, before releasing them back to their natural form. You bent your knuckle and scraped it against my lips, circling it with the coarse texture of your skin there. You pulled your finger away before speaking. “Lick your lips”. My tongue, responding to your command without a second thought, ran out to taste the moisture you had left on my lips. I slowly circled my tongue around them, being sure to lick up every taste of myself. You. It was just so hot and felt so good, to be inside of Beth's pussy, after all this time.I could feel Beth's pussy muscles squeezing my hard cock as I held my cock deep into her pussy, "Jim, fuck me now, fast and hard." I lifted Beth's legs up and rested one on each of my shoulders, then I pulled out a little bit then pushed back in with a slow speed, and when I pushed back in, "Oh Jim, you are a little bit bigger than your dad was, by a couple of inches I think. You are touching a little bit.