Know what I mean? Variety is okay now and then, but only now and then." Yeah, I get it." Keith agreed. And actually he did agree, when he thought abou... it. He liked some things about all of the women he had fucked. He realized that no one had fucked him as good as Abby had or his mother does, so he could easily give up the rest if came down to making choices. He hoped he wouldn't have to make those choices. Keith undressed Abby, touching every square inch of her body in the process. He sat her. “Oh my God, you’re still in me! My husband never lasted this long!” With some awkwardness we rolled over to put her on top. She did not seem very familiar with this position so I held her hips to give her the idea and then got my hands and lips on her breasts. “Oh Tony, this is so good! I hope you can last a while because I don’t want this to end.”“Even if I can’t, I’m not done for the evening and I’d like to give you all you want.” I did last through another of her orgasms and she squealed. Adams. I choose not to respond.Mrs. Adams is the plain-jane mom next door. She is pretty, in a natural kind of way, with smallish features. Her clothes are nondescript, hiding her body - the complete opposite of show-it-all Mrs. Jenkins next door. But, get this woman behind closed doors, and a freak comes out to play.I mow her yard while she sits in her patio chair pretending to read. But, I see her constant glances in my direction. I know what she has on her mind - and it isn't that book.. Her eyes lighted up and she said yes, I showed her to the bathroom and indicated the towel and wash cloth were for her comfort and convenience. She closed the door I went and had a seat and awaited for emergence. On Lynn's emergence from the bathroom she was wrapped in the towel I had provided. My massage table was now between the two of us. To preserve a bit of modesty she then walked around the table and turned her back to me, she opened the towel and lay down on her stomach. Her arms were.