"Nothing like dessert á la Jenn, " answered Richard. "But whatever is in that bowl you're carrying sure looks good too!" He slid his fingers deep ins...de me one last time while eyeing the chocolate mousse Chris had placed on the table.I snapped my legs shut not knowing if I should be embarrassed or just think of this as a preliminary warm up to tonight's entertainment. Exhibitionism was not something I was comfortable with. But Chris's appreciative smile put me at ease, bringing me back to a. She moaned and reached back to pull her ass cheeks apart. I pushed forward to try to enter her virgin ass. In all our years together, she had never wanted anal sex, but this was obviously a new chapter in our relationship. I kept pushing and she took her hands off her ass to put them on the wall in front of her to steady herself for the pushing. The sphincter muscle finally gave enough for my head to pop-in and she exhaled audibly to let me know that she could tell the head was in. I kept. The insert also gave me all the specifications on the trike.Armed with that information, I rode the trike to the office, but only after I rode it through the drive thru window of the local Biscuitville. I would have preferred Hardee's, but it was much farther out of the way. I slipped my paper bag containing my one biscuit into the canvas bag tied to the handle bars of the trike and off I went headed to my office.I made it to the office before Sam, so I made the coffee. I recognized Sam from. Joyce was beginning to campaign for us to add a giant play room behind the house, insisting that we would need it for later, when the children were able to get around by themselves, and be more active. She told me I wouldn't be able to hear myself think, much less concentrate, with all the children running around down stairs when I was trying to get some work done.In Ridgeline, Mama's and Joyce's plans for the remodeling of the downstairs area called for a large, well insulated (for sound).