Then, as the finger fucked her pussy and a thumb tickled her asshole, a deep voice whispered into her car."Your mother said I should save myself until...you got back and then give you a really loving welcome, honey. I did and my hard-on is about to bust my fly. So, hello, Joy." Oh, Uncle Bob! Mmmm, hello!" Joy gasped, her pussy clutching as she twisted it around the handsome man's finger."Let's move in there and watch the fucking while we get better acquainted," Bob suggested, goosing her. On that day Romero was greeted by me at the door. I was dressed in a full length blue silk dress with french silk stockings and high heel shoes. I was only five nine in height but my heels made me look much taller. I wore my light brown hair at a few inches past my shoulder. My eyes are green and the most striking feature of a very feminine face. My figure was of a girl that had not yet blossomed my hips were straight and my chest was of course flat. I wore a near invisible bra with built in. I could work on my college courses during school hours, but that'd result in my finishing all the reading well before the school year had finished.I said, "Let me expand on your question somewhat. I've been averaging about three weeks per course per screen just working during my early morning sessions. You said 'sixty or seventy exams'; seventy is an easy number to work with because I use seven screens. Seventy courses for seven screens means ten course per screen. At three weeks each, that's. But I just think that dress is a little too…..(I was looking for the right choice of words, short and tight whatever).’ But she said it for me, ‘To sexy for an ‘old married woman’ to wear out to eat dinner. Well I’m not an ‘old married woman’ and I love the way I look and people at work told me I look fantastic.’ I said, ‘The people at work? You wore that to work? Jesus!’ Shirley put her hands on her hips and looked at me like I was the dumbest man on the face of the earth. Hands on her hips.