As usual, while he had a shower, she masturbated. All the time she fantasied about being mounted by her pony lover. Tom was happy and so the week drag...ed on. She became more excited as it drew closer. “I think I will visit my friend Myra” Leesa announced on Friday night. Tom wasn’t too happy but then he thought this would give him freedom to do what HE wanted to do. Visit the guys at the pub without listening to Leesa complain about him being drunk. “OK dear” he said finally “I have lots to do. "Oh baby! ... Fuck Momma ... Be right back."The door opened just enough to see her standing there, nothing on. She was a goddess with curves in all the right places, nice breasts and shaved crotch. Her long brown hair was disheveled like she had been fucking all night. Vibe in her hand, tip resting on what appeared to be very kissable lips. My eyes were taking it all in, so obvious I was staring."Just fucking Fred. Can I help you?" Fred? I think I have some of your mail Sheila. I live next. He brought out feelings and a passion in me that I did not know I had or could ever achieve. When he drove me home late Sunday evening, I could not separate from him, kissing and holding him, clinging to him, telling him I wanted to be with him more. He made me so happy. I wanted him as my lover for as long as possible. In near tears, he said he has never felt such passion. It was so wonderful. He could not wait to be with me again.For the next year, Gerald and I were inseparable and in love.. It wasn't that he liked the beer they served or anything else about the place. It was just that he had an interest in a lusty little blonde dancer who worked there. Ever since she first danced closed to him and smiled he had developed a superficial interest in her. He didn't know exactly why. She was not a really beautiful girl and she was not even a very good dancer. Sometimes she was even a little off beat with the rhythm of the band playing behind her, but to Mark, there was a certain.