‘Who is this?’ ‘Who is this?’ He replies. I hate it when people do that! I asked him first! ‘You’ll never know. I bet you drop of 100’s...of little pre-made envelopes asking girls to text you.’ ‘No, just one. I made that for you. I was too shy to ask you in person.’ ‘Are you serious then? Why me?’ ‘You’re cute, you’re always friendly, even though I know you deal with hundreds of people a day, you don’t let it get you down. You’re one of the most genuine people I’ve seen. You always smile at me.’. "Nope," she gulped, wiggling down my pike. "Said, he'd, oh my, said he'd be back tonight I think." She posted again and again as she rose on her knees and then hung over me so I could suck her nipples while she enjoyed herself.I mentally set the work aside, grabbed her wide bottom, and we galloped for a while until she squealed and shook. I thought she was going to faint, but she gathered herself and dismounted. I got myself relaxed and went down to finish my beer.She came to my table again,. To understand the footwear Doc liked his chosen Girls to wear (and yes,"Girls" was always capitalized in his mind,) and indeed many other thingsabout Doc's preferences, you should know that when Doc was a small boy,the only person in his life who was nice to him, indeed the only personwho was not mean to him, was the stunningly beautiful, voluptuouslyshapely mistress of his father, who he had hired under the nose of hiswife ostensibly to take care of their misshapen dwarf of a child. . . “Enough” she barked and pushed my head back away from her, I looked confused..She laid back on the sofa and widened her legs exposing her little white thong with the thin white gusset tight between her protruding labia lips, she looked down as she inched to the edge of the sofa, “Clean me down there please Jerry” she said keeping her stern voice which I found exciting, as I leant forward I glanced up and saw her warm smile and then her head went back and her eyes close.I buried my head down.