Have her take copies of the licenses too. Make sure both these girls know that we're hiring them to work, not to be friends with you." Hey, Uncle Bunn..., after they start, we should all get together, to play some golf. Don't bet with them though, they play as good as Mama does. You'll like Grace, she's pretty funny, and she swears even more than you do. Don't tell Mama that, she thinks Grace is too quiet, and I don't want her finding out she isn't."After I got off the phone with Uncle Bunny, I. He saw her long shapely legs and heels and wondered if she too were married.Jerome's arms were around the blonde and rested just above her little ass. Hank wanted to try and get Jerome's attention but it looked as if Jerome's eyes were closed as he slowly danced with the blonde. Hank stood watching as they danced. Hank's heart was beating faster as he watched his buddy slowly move his fingers on the woman's ass now. Jerome was stroking her cheeks with his huge hands. The song suddenly ended and. According to camp gossip, the colonel's comely wife had consorted with every general in the Continental Army with the possible exception of Washington himself and his artillery commander, the rotund Henry Knox, and there were stories about her bedding both of them, separately of course. I got to know her maid, Bridget Kathleen Monahan she was. And I spent several happy hours between her pudgy legs. Bridget generally swived only sergeants, but made an exception for me because of my wounds, so. I guess they were about a C-cup. She was dressed in a skin tight white and blue dress. I’m 6’3” and weigh about one hundred and ninety five pounds. I’m in excellent fit shape. My cock is about six and a half inches long. At this point, I could feel myself getting harder as we were talking. She was very attractive and my mind was all over the place. “Well, Ian, what is it you want to do with me?” “I just want us to explore each other.” “Okay, sugar we can do that. How about you pay me three.