..pretty I said." "Yeah she...she's something alright. She's what my zayde calls "Prost" as in plain. Now look at your mom, she's 42 and looks like a ...upermodel." "I'm not gonna bang my Mom so just drop it!" I said. "Ok fine!" he said and dropped the subject. "Now where do we start?" I asked. "We go to the beginning, the watch's origin." he said. "How old is it exactly." he asked. "All my Mom said is that Grandpa Brandon had it with him on Normandy in 1944. But it has the family crest carved. "Get ya hands lathered up...quick. A need te feel they wee hands on me arse. Mmmm I'm gonna fucking luuuuv this"Lesley wet the soap from the water that was running down his back and got as much soap on her hands as the poor quality bar would allow. She ran her hands up the back of his legs and over each cheek as though she were massaging him. "Oooh that's greeaat. Fucking lovely....now get your hands right inta me hole. You've te worship that arse...dya hear...worship it...get right in. He wasn't built much differently thanthe first man and she was wet now with semen if nothing else. She steeled herselffor his attack. He kneeled next to her and pushed her over on her stomach. ?Not much for sloppy seconds,? he explained. She felt him nudge her thighswide apart and settle himself between them. She waited for him to lift herhips to gain access to her sore pussy but instead she felt her ass cheeks pulledapart. ?What?? She wondered what he was doing? Then she felt a fingertip prod. It was for that reason that it surprised both of us when the waitress walked over to our table and informed us that " Mr.Mckee requests that you join them at their table". Just as we were declining the invite to the waitress, Mike strolled up behind us and in a boisterous voice insisted that we join him and his friends. To avoid embarrassment and a large scene we reluctantly agreed.Jayne sat down between Lorna and another one of the wives. I was about to sit down, when Mike grabbed me by the.