She told him not to worry she would be very careful. I came into the office to see what Sandi had worn to work today. She had on my favorite outfit. ...he had on black sandals with 4 inch heals. Lightly flowered skirt, that wrapped around and tied at the waist, it came down to just above her knee. A white blouse with buttons and lace down the front. The blouse just tight enough to show off her big tits. And a pink sweater. She had her hair in a long ponytail that ran down her back. “If. Deep brown hair and jade green eyes, in that brown leather coat, black t shirt and skinny jeans that were a deep blue. ‘I’m home,’ he said with a wide crooked grin. He took off his jacket to reveal the effects of three months of working out. ‘Thank god,’ I mumbled, moving swiftly across the apartment. I pushed the door closed and dropped to my knees. I unzipped his pants and fished out that long cock from his underwear. ‘Dear…’ He began. ‘Shut the fuck up.’ I mumbled. I took the head into my. " A burst of energy hit one and all. All Francis saw was the tall lady crooking her finger to him in beck, a bright smile lighting her beautiful features. She was riding the flat wagon, and he sat on the edge, lifting his legs to roll aboard. He had started to turn but was stopped by a pair of soft arms around his body, warm lips pressing insistently to his, and the feel of two soft breasts pressing against his chest. "Hello, Sweetheart. I've missed my Honey this afternoon. Hope ya got rested,. I would love to see her because I would like to say to her face, “Ronnie, I’m so sorry. As a friend, I should have been there for you but I misunderstood why you came to me and I didn’t give you a fair hearing.” I could use the excuse that my wife, Sue told me that she had cheated once more on my good friend, Ron but then I knew that Sue would often lie to me so I should have questioned what she told me. Like a fool, I didn’t and I reacted negatively. Now years later I wonder if I had in fact.