We met at a local Applebee’s. I recognized her right away and went straight for her. We hugged and I sat sown and began small talk. As we are talkin... a guy just sits next to me. I was taken back by the random stranger sitting next to me until she said, this is my husband. Slightly nervous I played it off and shook his hand. On the spot I said her and I knew eachother through mutual friends and I saw her and wanted to say hi. She said you dont have to lie, he knows you are here to fuck me. He. "Greg took off about the time that Mike, Mercy's oldest, came to sit in the same chair. He asked, "Do you know anything about the kids that are going to the concert with us? Maybe we could call them and they can go to the museum with us. Do you think they are our age?"The kids were really curious about some Italian kids. Ed was eating with us so I asked him, "Did Chuck call these folks yet? Have you?"Ed said, "I talked to their mother already and she told me their grandfather, Giovanni. "Not all the time." she replied."Sometimes is more than enough. You plan to substitute that vibrator for the horse dildo?" Hmm sounds like a plan..." She grinned."Well then, we'll have to make sure none of it is showing. You're gonna have to take the full 12 inches so that it doesn't show through your jeans in public.Margot then turned around, presenting once again, her sweet figure to me, horse dildo stuffed in her wet pussy. I got into position and grabbed ahold of the rubber cock, pushing it. She wasn't pretty, exactly, more wholesome with smooth pink cheeks and a short shock of blonde hair that made her look younger than she probably was. While it was hard to tell exactly, the blonde appeared to be taller than average with a chest that was almost dominating! Gwen wasn't really up for conversation but the blonde quickly extended her hand and introduced herself by saying, "Hi, my name's Steffi Grand!" "Uh, my name's Gwen," she mumbled while shaking the woman's hand, "Gwen Porter.".