Beth’s legs? Unbelievable! She has great ass, too. On top of all of this, she’s bisexual. Not very experienced with women, but definitely love... a beautiful woman just as much as I do. It makes for great bedtime chats.Beth is every bit as loyal as she is beautiful, so I don’t worry about her running around. That turned out to be very lucky for me when after a lifetime of making sex practically a profession, I developed erectile dysfunction. It turns out that my testosterone level had. "Sally was obviously impressed with the Buggati, "That was the most exhilarating car ride I've ever had Bob, that car is something really special; I can see why poor old Harry thought so highly about it." He did indeed, the hours we both spent restoring the old girl were hours of pleasure; the result is proof in itself. I'm greatly honoured that he left it to me in his will, it's something I will cherish for the rest of my life."Bob bid us all fair well and drove off. Sally had 'that' glow. For now, Constance, come here.’ ‘No,’ she sobbed into the rug. ‘Come here, sweet sister.’ ‘What about me?’ Enrique moved suddenly, and Constance heard a popping, ticking sound as of small items bouncing. ‘What about this?’ She didn’t want to look but opened one eye, and saw that he’d torn the fly of his trousers open rather than unbutton them in his haste. The rigid spear of flesh, thicker than Rob’s and of a darker hue, thrust aggressively out. The head of it was as turgid as a plum. ‘Once. “Katya, tell me it’s not true. Please tell me you didn’t…” but he couldn’t finish his sentence. I stared at the floor, not sure what to say. I couldn’t believe how badly I’d fucked everything up. “Katya!” Stephen yelled at me. When I didn’t look up, he came up to me and grabbed my arms roughly, forcing me to stare at him. “I’m…so sorry, Stephen. I made a terrible mistake last night. I was drunk, and I didn’t know what I was doing,” I explained lamely. He released my arms, backing away.