His expression softened, and he took my hand in his. Holy shit. I'm getting wet all over again. "Don't worry; Ashley is rather on the nice side. You t...o will love each other. She is dying to meet you," he said. And I am dying to fuck you, I thought. My jealousy soon went away, and we were again cruising along the highway. By the time we arrived at his home, I was fast asleep.------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, I was awakened by the sound. “I would love to hear about you and the mafia guy. You know, the Vegas story?”She groans. I’ve struck a nerve.“Why do you want to hear about that, babe?”“Because I want to hear about how you fucked and sucked that mobster in Vegas.”That comment sets her off and she cums like a wildwoman, thrashing around. She grits her teeth and closes her eyes for a full minute, cumming really hard.I give her clit a one-minute break before I start buzzing her again. I turn down the egg and leave inside at a. One evening, Marcella decided she needed to print out an image of Our Lady for her prayers before bed, so she went online and typed “Virgin Mary images” in the search engine. As she scrolled down, she saw many images, beautiful and varied, of Our Lady. Our Lady of Perpetual Help, Our Lady of the Rosary, Our Lady of Mount Carmel, all advocations were to be found. However, she could not yet decide which she would print out. In any case, if she found what she was looking for, she resolved to keep. Many years later, whilst on holiday I went to her hotel bedroom to find another boyfriend of her's answer the door, completely naked, she was in the shower, and he also had a boner, and I went inside, to the sound of music and the shower running.I was wearing a bikini, as her boyfriend, who as it turns out liked younger girls like me, started to show me how much I turned him on, and within minutes as she sang along with the song playing on the radio, I was bent over the mattress, being bareback.