I gave his hand a good squeeze passing the sugar.I leaned against the worktop, clutching my pint of cold water, my favoured day time beverage – good...for you - and crossed my bare tanned legs. I had planned my clothes purposely and wore a washed, knee length denim skirt, flipflops, a pale yellow, loose, tee-shirt, worn outside the skirt belt, which emphasised my big boobs, my grey hair up in a tight bun with a pale yellow band holding it in place. My Miami brand, toned, chubby legs are shapely. The apartment gave the appearance of two inhabitants when there was probably only one. As I stepped into the corridor again I wondered if Dana had already run off and gotten married. Back through the maze and back down the stairs I went. I found the landlord downstairs scooping debris out of the pool with a net attached to the end of a long pole. He had large sad eyes and a drooping belly. Sweat darkened his undershirt and soaked through the waistline of his khakis. Any distraction provided an. You can go now.” He said.I stared at them. They were just going to kick me out now? After all that? I ran my hands around the top of my head which was now completely bald and tender and a little bloody. A few tears ran down my cheeks. I wasn’t sad, I was just exhausted and confused.“You guys don’t want to spoon or something? I felt that was pretty intimate, right?” I said.“Spoon?” Ludvig asked, emitting one final burp. I stared at him. I knew that he knew what spooning meant and was just. Peter sighed as he laid on top of his beautiful wife and kissed her passionately. His dick was still hard so he rolled her over"oh tiger whats got you so aggressive this morning?" that sweet pussy really gets me going pete replied"peter pulled mary jane up into a doggy style position and smacked her fat white ass. A red hand mark appeared"owwh pete u bad boy " ik u like it like the dirty red headed slut you are now imma take that fat ass"Peter spread mary janes cheeks as he began to lick her.