Falling asleep in his arms, Stella couldn't be happier. Stella woke up first, the next morning. She got up, started the coffee and then took a shower....She came out of the shower just in a towel, went into the bedroom. She saw George lying there on his back with the blankets down to the belt line, his arms were under his head and his head was tilted to the side. Stella just stared at him. She loved the way he looked, just so perfect, his arms so big, yet so gentle. His chest, just the right. "OK, it's not a bad job". She touched my dick with the cane. It was harder than ever. The sight of her excited me, I badly wanted to come. "You want to come huh?" She said teasingly. Then she put a kitchen glove on one of her hands. Get on the table on all fours, I'm going to milk you like a cow because that's what you are." I climbed onto the table as she ordered and suddenly felt her gloved hand squeezing my balls and then the longed for contact with my little soldier. "Let's see. The rain began falling, at first steady and calm, and then quickly progressed to a hard, heavy downpour, trapping Omar and Casey in it. They’d walked to the grocery store earlier, which was just over a mile from their home, and now they realized that they’d never make it with their bags intact with weather this harsh. Their only option was to run, and they did as best they could. Neither of them could see very well, and their clothes were soaked. There was another loud bellow of thunder. He let the guy in. We lived in an upstairs one-bedroom apartment at the time. They came upstairs and sat on the couch making small talk. I called out from the bathroom and said I'd be just one more minute, and asked my husband to pour me a glass of wine.I came out of the bathroom wearing my husband's favorite little black spaghetti-strap dress because I knew it would drive him crazy (it always does). I thought the guy's (we'll call him Tom) jaw was going to hit the floor when he saw me! He.