“Hey mister ... Whatcha reading.” Said the bold girl as she sat down right next to the man.“Um ... The ... Sports page.” Said the nervous perv...rt, not expecting the girl of his fantasies to sit down next to him.Tiffany knew as soon as she looked at his stiff cock that he was a pervert. His big newspaper did a good job of hiding his erection, but he was still taking a chance. Tiffany thought.“Don’t worry mister, I won’t tell anybody you have a stiffy ... As long as you show me what it looks. Renee's eyes are tightly shut, still the tears stream like rain down her cheeks. Bree begins to be shattering aware of a new sensation of lewd burning desire ravaging her - - a raging-hot fire that seems to roar from her ravished pussy into her belly -- a fire fanned with seven long months without a man -- a fire she'd tried so hard, so very, very hard to suppress. Oh, no, please God! Don't let this awful thing happen to me! I chuckle to myself as her naked hips begin to slowly and. We got our bags and left the plane and headed to the parking lot. Frank dug out his keys and tossed them to me. She says youre driving. Ok I said. Where to. I plugged it into my gps again as I was pretty sure they would be busy on the ride home. They were as they repeated the trip to the airport on the way to their house. I found the clicker and pulled into the house, mansion really, just as they were finishing up. This time had taken a bit longer and I think Frank was not going to be up to. It was during one of our Friday night pub get-togethers we had, when we had the chance. We would meet, have drinks, talk about our dating lives, work, family and other random things friends share. Last week when we got together, we had already been two or three drinks in when she asked me “Sooo... anything going on between the sheets these days?”“No,” I replied, “Things have been slow in that department lately. Just been busy with work, with the new addition being built and the contractors are.