I tried to slow down my racing mind and focus on the pleasure that was obviously at hand. She had briliantly used implied consent, figuring accuratel... that there would be no objection to her plans for me that night. My brain reminded me that Betty was, by 25 years or so, the oldest woman I had yet had the privilege of making sexual music with.She turned on her side to face me, her face lit up with a beautiful smile. "Well, Tom, I'm so glad to have you here with me. Would you be. We drove home after midnight, feeling loose and good, laughing about the party. Neither of us had to find a way to propose it — we knew we were going to fuck. No romance, but there was romance in that. We didn’t even make it to the bed. Her lips were on mine as the key went into the lock, and the front door closed again with a bang as I pushed her against it, one hand gripping her shoulder, the other the inside of her thigh, my thumb feeling up into the damp center of her panties, my tongue. Io/8XRugW Danny laid his Mother on the bed, but picked her up just when he saw the bed. There was a puddle of fluid on the bed, it was so big that it looked like someone throw a two liter water on his bed.Thanks for the sales person that sold him the bed, she gave him a bed saver that protect the bed if you mess something on the bed. He wanted a good bed where he can sleep, sit, eat, drink and watch TV on.His bachelors flat was not big, but comfortable and on the third floor of a seven floor. Buddy felt a wave of anger so intense that he almost pulled back his fist and hit the customer right in the face.Angrily, Buddy turned to push his way to the bar. He was going to find out about this right now! Brandy was behaving like a little whore and he wasn't going to stand for it!Suddenly Buddy stopped in his tracks and frowned. Wait a minute! Wasn't this what he had been wishing for all the way home? Hadn't he wanted Brandy to turn sexy and eager so he could do all the fun things Jack had.