I’m 5’6′ 36C and at the time of this story 135 lbs. My husband at the time (since passed) I thought was having an affair with a neighbor, so aft...r he went to work and k**s off to school I set off for her house to set her straight. Things went wrong from the start, she invited me in and I immediately started yelling at her and calling her names, she was stunned to say the least but not intimidated at all, she denied it and I slapped her hard across the face only to be met with a fist to the. Why? You run her over somewhere down the road?" Yeah, something like that. She had car trouble on Fireside. We'll be there in a little over an hour. You'd better still have a job for her when I get her there too. She's had a rough one coming up the Alcan. I'd hate like hell to have to smack you one if you're not nice to her." Fuck off, Blackstone. Why the hell should I listen to you playing 'Mr. Nice Guy'?" Byron demanded."Call it a favour to the guy that owns the first mortgage on your slimy. "And that was your Buick that John was driving?" Yes ... that's 'Cleopatra's Barge' as my husband called it. What did you think of it?" I thought it was great. I'm restoring a '53 Studebaker myself. I wasn't born when those two cars were new. They are so distinctive looking though. Nothing like them any more. Like this house, they deserve to be preserved."Georgette served dinner, a lasagna she'd prepared earlier and reheated, along with a tossed salad and some cheese bread. It was a good choice. He was sharp enough to know it was time for him to lie back and accept the blowjob they both desired.Jess modeled the see-through, lacy one-piece gown. It reached almost to the floor. Some parts concealed, other sections revealed. Her breasts and nipples were invitingly exposed. Her crotch and pussy were also easily visible.Her striptease was slow and sensual. Despite the merchandise having already being displayed, the revealing of it still made Larry’s dick jump. Jess liked the attention and.