Amy the bank VP the one who was the slyest. Saturday morning Amy is driving down main street and as she turns she sees a woman and her two boys mayb... 12yrs getting in a car. Amy turns that way and follows them to the ball park seeing them closer the woman looked about maybe 30yrs nice body long brown hair tits good not to large over all not a prom queen but close to it Amy watches her sit with a few other women so Amy hangs back then the lady heads to the food stand coming up behind her Amy. He let out a yelp, gasping. Tamara’s hidden hand moved quickly, the narrow end of the hairbrush she’d hidden slammed into Haul’s windpipe, sending him sprawling and trying to suck in air.She was on him in a flash, using the brush to pummel his stomach, knee crushing his nuts with force. Haul’s eyes were wide and frightened, the man unable to breath beyond gasps. Tamara didn’t smile as she wrapped her fingers around Haul’s throat and squeezed. “You’re right, Haul,” she told him, “wanton slut. " "Really?" "Yes! I'm really going to miss this..." "So am I, John. So am I... I just wish..." Mike, uponthe realization that some things were better left unsaid,never finished what she had been about to say. John, hoping against hope that Mike's response woulddovetail with his own heartfelt desires, aggressivelyprompted, "Wish! Wish - what?" In an effort to sidestep the issue, Mike replied,"Oh, it was nothing, just a stupid wish." "Stupid or not, I'd still like to hear it." "Oh, no you. "That's a lovely cock you have," I said, reaching out to fondle his balls with one hand, and with the other to grasp his thick and heavy cock. I glanced up into his face as I said that. He expression was a subtle amalgamation---there was certainly an eagerness there, and there was also a curious sort of faint, almost hard to detect smile (or possibly the better word was 'smirk'), but it excited me."I've looked forwards to this for so long now," I said, smiling at my double hand full of.