Diane walked back into the house with a smile. “If you are interested, Dan said he would love to see if he can treat you the way you want to be tre...ted. At least in a playing atmosphere, nothing serious.” There was a lilt to Diane’s voice. Joann was speechless. She just nodded. Dan came walking into the house with his phone in hand. “I found it, thank goodness. This thing is expensive.” He turned and saw Joann sitting on the couch. He took a beer offered by Diane and took a seat on one fo the. After paying her bill that day I messaged her on her cell that the bill was paid. I got an immediate reply saying “Thanks”. I acted kind of naughty and replied “anything for you” She replied back with a “Smiley” —- and I will be always thank full to the one who invented messaging!!!! Cause after that we frequently started messaging each other, initially good plain jokes. Many a times she would message me asking where I was and what I was doing. I used to get extremely happy seeing her messages.. Everettttt!!! Oh, God!!! Nicole!!!! Yeahhhhh!!!!’ he cried, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her bottom, his body straining against hers. When they finished, Nicole was so spent she couldn’t move. Bobby, little better off, sank into his chair and sat there, staring at his lover’s dripping pussy. After he’d settled down a little, Bobby reached up and stroked one of Nicole’s breasts gently. Nicole closed her eyes and shuddered. ‘God! Don’t you ever stop?’ she murmured. ‘Do you want me. What the hell did I do to deserve that?’ ‘Hey.’ Laughing, Drew slammed the boot closed. ‘I thought I could serenade you this evening. You know, as it’s your birthday and all.’ ‘No way.’ I gazed at him in mock horror, recalling the agony that was listening to Paul and Drew’s band all those years ago. ‘Please, please, please tell me you’re kidding?’ He pretended to look offended. ‘What? You mean I can’t sing to you? You don’t want to hear the sweet sound of my instrument? The gentle strumming of.