The doors opened and out poured several dozen people, clearly other members of the conference. You walked out the doors wearing a pseudo conservative ...kirt and white blouse with those black pumps I like so much. Your bra was clearly visible through the material and just watching you sway toward me sent tingles through my stomach and into my groin.You notice my car and smiling, head towards me. I open the side passenger window and tell you to get in the backseat. You look at me quizzically, but. She went in the kitchen to start a pot coffee. While she was in there I heard her on the phone."Hi, mom!," She said. "Yeah, we're up. I was just checking to see if you're making breakfast. Otherwise, I'm fixing him a bowl of Cheerios." She giggled. "No, Mom. THAT'S not the reason." She paused. "Oh, don't worry about it. I'm sure a bowl of Cheerios won't kill 'im."So I got to eat a bowl of Cheerios for breakfast. She sat in the chair near me, sharing the TV tray. We turned on the news and let it. When it gets pushed by a cock it does some amazing things to the boy or man. The women do not have this gland and it is rare to find a woman that really likes this. That is another reason why the man to make love to Dagmar will be lucky beyond belief."Dagmar smiled and I said, "You better get up so I can get off the bed."Dagmar got up slowly and then stood. She turned around and hugged me and then gave me a kiss. "That is for you and for Jón. I don't understand this about two Jóns in his head. A plot to confirm whether I can lead that meet into a KISS. So I replied “No I’m not fully dressed, I don’t think so it’s a good idea you coming in. She did something in return which stunned me to the core. Any guesses what she would have done? Let me save that for the next paragraph. Don’t judge me guys, it’s so spicy that if I put it across now, it wouldn’t serve the purpose. After she did that I let her in, she came in. Wait let me describe her dress code. She was wearing a shirt with first.