"Hello Mike, Thank you for your message," I typed, but then once more sat wondering just what to write."I'm so glad to hear that you enjoy my stories....These two lines took me some five or six minutes of thought and wondering, but then I suddenly took it into my mind to delete what I'd written, and to start again."Dear Mike,Thank you for your lovely message; I must say that never before have I received anything so forthright and dirty, but I must admit that I found it most exciting to read what. Is the company pretty stable?’ ‘I hope so. It is one of the big department store chains but any more you never know for sure.’ ‘That is for certain. So tell me about yourself.’ She talked for fifteen minutes about her background and schooling. She only briefly mentioned her marriage. Then our food arrived and we ate like we hadn’t eaten since lunch, which neither of us had. She seemed to really like the plum wine and had two glasses. I wasn’t sure if I should warn her that it sneaks up on you.. I could sense my friends moms body tensing with the additional insert. She pushed her sons dick out of her mouth and we both started french kissing real hard. and i held on to her tight. Now he also went near his wife and saw what she was doing he asked her to pull her finger outside and he started inserting his, That 52 year old cunt was getting stretched to the maximum. and I could sense his finger prodding her sides to the maximum. His wife came near our heads and lifted her nightie to give. .. and if the look on his face was an indicator, and it usually was, she was about to get an ass beating of mega proportions. Why, oh why did she always have to test the restraints of her father's temper? It seemed though, that with this at least, she just couldn't help herself. She liked the attention her outfits garnered her whenever she had the chance to wear them. Most mornings her father left for work before she came downstairs for school, but there were occasions, like this one, when he.