The girl's legs were wobbly from her powerful orgasm, and she could feel moisture still collecting and sliding down her inner thighs as she followed b...hind her Master. Sir pulled the red velvet curtain of the confessional to the side and plopped down on the wooden seat before pulling her in quickly. "Close the curtain, girl," he whispered. His hands moved up her ass while she did as commanded; they were mere inches apart in the tiny room, if that. He grabbed her hips and tugged her down on his. Seated in the living room were two males who looked very familiar and Sherry was trying to place them. ‘You remember, Uncle Brian here?’ asked Don. ‘Oh yes, I do! Gosh it has been over ten years!’ exclaimed Sherry as she recollected memories of one of her father’s poker buddies when she was growing up. She remembered how she had enjoyed the attention she used to get from her father’s poker buddies as she used to serve them refreshments dressed in skimpy outfits. Brian rose to give her an. “Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!” Amanda hollered, staggering back and falling to the ground. The shuttlecock bounced off her forehead and landed upright on her left breast.This time, Simon served it, but without missing a beat, Neija jumped into the air and spiked it like she was playing volleyball. Two points for us. Crap, I had set this little tournament so that the first team to ten points would win and move up to the next match, but that might not be feasible. We’d probably have to let everyone get used. After everybody else left I went to the bar and had a couple of coffees while I flirted with the young bartender. He offered to drive me home and he had a nice bulge in his trousers and I was tempted, but I was too tired to wait for his shift to end so he called me a cab and stuffed his number in my purse.Now today I took our son to the "Y" for free swim time and met a very nice father who was there with his daughter. He was charming and the time flew and we exchanged numbers so we could set up.