. be interested in him yourself... ?"Dulcie's eyebrows rose and her mouth opened; she took a deep breath and released it with a sigh. She frowned, app...rently thinking; took a breath as if to speak, but let it out and chuckled. "What to say..." She shook her head slightly. "Emma, I have no romantic interest in Dennis Perkins. I think he's a good man, who is feeling his way towards meaning for his life, and I'm happy to be his friend. But that is all." He wants to ... to ... date me. What do I. Blowing your stack is a term from steam days. If the fire got too hot and the water turning to steam didn't have work to do, eventually the pressure buildup caused a leak in the boiler tubes. This released massive amounts of high pressure steam. Either the boiler casing failed to contain the pressure and exploded or the casing did its job and the steam all escaped up the smokestack ... usually taking the stack with it. 'Blow the stack.'Violet turned bright red and lost her English. Certain. Sharon smiled, licking her lips, as Tasha touched herself, parting her brown lips to reveal her creamy pink center. Sharon took a swipe at the sweet folds with her tongue, softly licking up and down. “Mmm, yes.” Tasha moaned. She reached down between her thighs to caress Sharon’s soft blonde hair, encouraging her to lick more. She had always wanted to sit on Bryan's face, but he was never into it. Now here she was fulfilling her fantasy with another woman, that idea alone made Tasha dripping. I wantyour baby. Fuck a baby in my pussy, Reverend.”Annabelle cried out in her orgasm, “Yes, John, fuck her. Giveher your cock. She wants it, John. She wants your virile seed.Give her what she wants; give her the fruit of your loins. Fucka baby in her. Pour your sperm into her unprotected womb. Makemy daughter pregnant, if that’s what she wants.”John and Catherine came together and made the appropriate noisesfor Annabelle’s benefit. When all were calm, John.