But you really think mine is still tight?’ I wasn’t just saying it to make her feel good, mom was as tight as any eighteen year old. But she was i...secure, so she constantly needed to be reassured. ‘A pussy like yours would do any young slut proud,’ I told her as she beamed with contentment. ‘You’re not just telling me that to make me feel good?’ ‘No mom, it’s true.’ There was a full moon out, so after dinner we went for a drive along the coast, parking at the end of a road overlooking the. I remembered in our conversations that you said you always wanted to be fisted so I figure there is no better time than the present to atleast work on it. One of the reasons I put 4 fingers inside you earlier was to see if it was even possiable and I'm pretty sure I can. I place lots of lube on your already soaking wet pussy and then a large amount on my hand and start to rub my hand against your pussy to spread the lube around nicely. Then I slid two fingers in first to help spread the lube. I... I guess I could have lunch." Marvelous! When? How about tomorrow? I'm shooting in the morning out on Park Avenue, and we could go to La Grenouille. We'll have a marvelous lunch and you'll tell me everything. We'll reminisce about old times... or have you forgotten your Giuliano?"Fran was blushing at the other end of the line, shamelessly pleased and excited."No, no... I haven't forgotten..." she replied. "Yes, I'd love to come tomorrow... shall I meet you there?"By the time she hung up the. Not like Kenzie who was fun, but just a little too out there for him. But this just seemed, even in his state of plane-nesia, somehow right.Rubbing his leg, Amy hoped to ease Spencer up, so maybe he would ease her loneliness. The guy had been asl*ep for several hours and she was tired of watching movies on her PearPad, and for her, sl*ep was still hours away. Watching him wake and seeing the panic in his eyes f*rced her to stifle a giggle while he put the pieces together. Behind the hand.