Sharon has small titties, about a 32B I'd guess, and nipples that are always pointing right through her shirt and bra. Nice, full, round ass that I've...always wanted to grab. Sharon has a really friendly, flirtatious personality. Myself- well, I'm Jeff. 6'0", 190 lbs, brown hair, brown eyes. I'm not in bad shape, though I don't work out nearly as much as I should. My wife, Andrea, is tall and thin. Dirty blond hair that falls past her shoulders, and hazel eyes that can look right through you.. “Don’t worry.” Though she couldn’t connect her hands, her fingers found something to hold onto. The grooves of his very articulated muscles of his stomach. “That a girl!”As time slipped by, it went unnoticed as Marjorie was enveloped by something else entirely, something that robbed time away like a thief. From the butterflies in her stomach, to the frantic, yet calming haze of fog that clouded her mind and every action she took, to the softness of the cotton material as she kneaded her fingers. After they both were inside the living room, and Matt had gotten them a couple of sodas, they sat on the couch, and Heavy Metal Thunder began to explain the trouble he was in, as they drank. ‘It all started when I was going around in the mall. I went there to check out some new clothes, especially jeans, which seems like I’m always running low on because I get them ripped or something, but quickly forgot about all that when I seen three guys in suits chasing another man in street clothes. One. I ran across the street and rang the doorbell twice. Mr. Clapton opened the door and asked me “Yes, DJ how can I help you today?” Well, Mr. Clapton I was wondering if Ms. Clapton can give me some piano lessons this summer since I have nothing else to do with my time. “Well let’s go inside and just ask her if she can give lessons this summer.” Ms. Clapton I was wondering if you can give me lessons this summer? “Well I most certainly can give you lessons DJ.” I was so excited when Ms. Clapton.