Languages not on the syllabus.” “Turkish?” wondered Keith. “What bloody good is Turkish? I mean… I know you speak it, but you speak everyth...ng. But why teach Turkish?” “I’d love to know what Fiona would make of the ablative,” remarked Karen indulgently. It wasn’t that long until Keith first got to meet Fiona. He was home, energised after a school football match where his pupils had totally slaughtered the opposition. He was on a real high. And the best thing to seal a perfect day would be an. “Miss me pretty lady,” the voice said into the phone.“NO JOE and don’t call me again,” I replied hanging the phone up on him.The phone rang again and like a fool I answered it to hear Joe as he said, “Please Kay don’t hang up on me.”“What do you want Joe?” I asked.Joe told me he thought it was time he called me. He was back in town living at his deceased dad’s house. Joe explained to me that he was sorry for mistreating Sheryl and me. “Joe her name is Sherri,” I replied.“Kay I am in trouble and. ..jumping up I head to the doorthe door opens and you step in... I greet you inside the door with a powerful hug and passionate kissnuzzling the side of your nick I drink in the scent of your perfumemy right hand drifts down your back pulling you deeper into my embraceI kiss the side of your neck and nibble at your earlobemy hand grabs hold of your ass and squeezes firmlya moan escapes from your lipsmy left hand joins in task with my right hand together they squeeze and knead your round firm. Jacks cock jerked for two or three minutes as it pushed all of his built up cum out to his brothers waiting mouth. When we were done, I glanced over to my mom and she was still laying on her back with her legs spread wide open and her gaped open pussy oozing fresh cum down her nice ass crack. The men were laughing and drinking again and my brother had found another cock to suck so I just studied my mom's beautiful old hairy pussy. When she saw me looking, she talked to Tom for a minute and then.