Of course I couldn’t tell whether she wore tights or stockings; tights I suppose, but they were tan which is my favourite colour after black or bare...y black (Cant stand coloured stockings especially white!). I’ve been fantasing all day about running my hand up her thigh and between her legs. Does she have a hairy cunt or does she shave it? Oh if only I knew!I was over at her desk this afternoon but she folded her arms over her chest when she noticed me looking at her breasts and her nipples. Suddenly solicitous, she led them to an aisle filled with dildos of all sizes, shapes, and colours, and stopped in front of a selection of strapons. “What size would you like?” she asked. “What size, darling?” Lauryn turned to him with the air of a woman long married asking her husband about paint colours, but he saw the slight smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Jonathan peered at the dildos. It was a good question: what size did he want? And did he want a simple, smooth shafted one. ?? Morgan?s body wasvisibly shaking with need now and Arthur fought to keep his composure.?He may be young, but not nearly asfoolish as you thought.?? Her breathingwas heavier now, a faint sheen on her skin, her teeth clenched.? ?You?d be amazed at how few men when trulyfaced with death, are unwilling to die for love, or in your case, a goodfuck.?? Morgan went flush as Arthurpulled his prick free from his breeches, remembering that one other time withhim, how wonderful and pure it had all. Unzip your fly, and I'll get even. I love you too."Maggie's hand darted into his pants, and freed his prick. Her head dove down, to let her mouth engulf his throbbing cock. When he squirted his cum into her mouth, he grinned and handed her his handkerchief, to wipe her lips. They kissed, and drove on to her office."Here's a hundred dollars, Sean. That should cover the few groceries you need. Mostly, just eat what's in the house. Here's another thirty, for the Movies. That should even get you.