.."Yes Daddy. Right there." Her voice sounded muffled because of a prick. I leaned into it and stuck my middle finger all the way inside her wet hole.... She continue to moan as the first half of my prick moved in and out of her mouth. She had one of her hands wrapped around my shaft pumping it. I pulled my finger out of her soaked little fuck hole and brought it back to her asshole. I slid my middle finger halfway into her booty hole and she gasped holding her breath. I began to move my finger. This had all passed though his mind as he saw this crazy woman chasing him- if he was caught it was curtains and he now had nothing to lose - he hadto stop her.Forgetting all about her he took out the contents and laid them flat on histable to examine them. "A diamond necklace, three gold bracelets, assortedearrings, a sapphire ring and some crummy looking necklace" he said as hetook in this inventory .There looked to be about $500k worth of stuff here- he had really hit the jackpot this time. I could not help but notice that she had very few coins in her pocket, and just one wadded-up dollar bill. She told me the street she lived on, and I knew it was one of the poorer areas of the city, and that she would probably have to wait awhile for the second bus she would ride to her home."Kent, that is a really nice girl, you ought to ask her out," my co-worker said after Jenny left the store. I guess I blushed, but thought to myself, "If Mrs. White thinks I ought to date Jenny, maybe I. Sam was resigned to sleepingin the spare room unless Sara wanted some close personal attention,which times were getting few and far in between it seemed the longerthey were married. Sam resigned himself to be a good house husband andtake care of all the home things that Sara had little time for.As the years flew by and Sam was isolated from the more intimateencounters with his wife, he tried to satisfy his lifelong fetish byplaying with his wife's laundry. While this was some satisfaction.