His long coat hung over his shoulders, covering most of his upper body. He had on a white shirt, the top buttons left undone to show his slightly tann...d chest. His tan pants were rolled up to his knees, showing his strong, toned legs. "Wow you even remembered my hat!" "Zachary!!" I jumped on him, holding him in a vice like grip and giggling like a little girl. "Aren't you going to give me a hug," I asked in a teasing voice. He reached his right arm around me and held me to his rock hard chest. ’ ‘I do, so I guess I will just have to kiss everybody then. Patty! Come here a second please.’ Patty Stewart was the poster girl for matronly. She was somewhat portly, wore old-fashioned glasses and seldom smiled. At the office she wore conservative clothes. But that was not who she was. I had on occasion run into her at nightclubs when out on a date. She ran with a group of saucy matrons that wore sexy dresses that threatened to spill out their impressive breasts for all to see. We had. “Then you won’t have much to do when we’re done,” Ashley says, pulling her to her feet. Emily smiles.“If you get me started again, I won’t want to stop,” says my Emily, blonde hair swirling around her shoulders.“Good,” Ashley says. Emily gives in and starts kissing her.My left arm draped on the back of the couch, I stroke myself through the thin pants, watching my two beautiful, slutty girlfriends make out, their breasts pressing together, pink lips and tongues and manicured hands roaming. "Well, what do you think? Are you happy with the last two days?" I asked Jordan. The words were hardly out of my mouth when it was covered by my young lover's mouth as she gave me a passionate kiss. We kissed and hugged but finally I needed to end it and continue getting us ready to go to get Jordan's mom. "I take that to mean 'yes'," I said as I broke our kiss. "Is there anything I missed for you?"Jordan seemed to think for a few moments then shook her head. "You've made my time better than I.