I didn’t have aspirations ... hopes ... whatever. Whatever we had was over three decades ago. We can recollect the past, but we can’t recover the ...ast. Heraclitus’ river is far downstream. But I have hopes of remaining a friend. Perhaps your most salient female friend.”“‘Most salient’?”“‘Best friend’ sounds silly.”“True. Now, tell me about the spaces in your building.”“Only one is actually in my building. The other is in a building on Brougham Street, just a bit closer to the CBD.”“And.... " Will you?" You still have that pick me up?" Of course." I'll join you in a second."She only allowed two gulps of her fine single malt scotch. The deposition business distracted me.When I got home my ladies looked stony and puffy eyed. Their babies occupied their laps asleep. I heard a scream. "Julie needs you," said Amy.I calmed my daughter down with stories of Arthur and Guinevere and Lancelot. Devi handed me the note. Bess scrawled it on the back of Greg's letter. I read the letter.Darling. Suddenly his tip slipped in and I gasped loudly. He stopped because he thought he had hurt me. He allowed me to relax. When I nodded, he pressed deeper and met my hymen. I continued to nod. I didn’t want to have any time to rethink this decision. He pushed harder, and I felt a sharp pain. I arched my back up as the pain hit, which caused his cock to slip deeper into me. My nails dug into his back as I held on to him tight. I tried hard to hold back my tears, and I did. As I relaxed, Ben slowly. Then you spread ur legs a bit again. I sat down beside ur foot and once again I started from below. This time you where faster to spread your legs. I had the perfect view to your body from here. And I could see you where horny, not only where ur nipples rockhard, I could see your outer pussylips had spread too – revealing a wet pussy. I took a chance – When doing your thigh, I once again accidently, touched your outer lips, making your wiggle your butt and moan. I was almost surden that you had.