After most folks had left Daryl had played a couple numbers on the piano at the end of the evening, one classical piece and one rag, and he was equall... proficient at both. We learned that he played cocktail piano at restaurants several evenings a week and also was the keyboardist in a very popular regional band.“Yeah, and very talented too!” Rita added.We were getting in the car when she said to hurry up, get us home. She said she was still good enough to eat.It was obvious to all that the. Anna was going stir crazy with the baby. She had pumped enough breast milk for her child for the next week. She called a friend to watch the baby. She wanted to visit her favorite shoe store and have a little fun with her new friend. She took a shower and got herself all made up. She wore a silk blouse which showed off her amazing breasts and a short skirt with a pair of stiletto boots that she bought the previous week. She did her hair and applied her makeup to make her beautiful face even. She met his passion with her own. His hands slid down her sides, over her hips and to her fleshy bottom. He began kneading her buttocks as she clung to him. He slid his hand inside the waistband of her skirt and began pulling it down. His hands moved over her thighs, their kiss broken for the moment. She immediately began unfastening the buttons on her blouse. Soon she stood before him in only a lacey bra and panties. He stepped back, looking at her. She moved her hands in front of her as if to. Normally I’m a bit dubious about this. I don’t mind a finger or two, but I would never let John stick his cock in there.This evening… What can I say? This evening I’m a totally different person. There’s so much lube, two fingers slide into my back passage before I hardly know what’s happening. I moan out loud.I find it hard to work up a rhythm, or even to move the dildo and my fingers at the same time. It probably looks a little ungainly. On the other hand I don’t imagine that either my husband.