" She says with a chuckle. "Get up off the floor. It's time to put my New Year's load in your ass so that your dream comes true and you spend all next...year gettin your ass plowed."She helps him off the floor and leads him into her bedroom. The TV is on with the sound down low and someone marginally famous is bundled up talking into a microphone on Times Square. The countdown clock reads f******n minutes and fifty six seconds."Think you can make it?" Sugar, when that crystal covered ball gets to. Have to do it at night at the last minute.’ ‘Shouldn’t be too difficult.’ ‘We do the exchange here. It’s private. You bring your man when the time is right. I need to get my passport and private papers from my safe in the garage and the key for it is at my flat in the bottom of a pot holding a plant. My place is probably being watched at the moment. Can you arrange that?’ ‘No problem. I’ll sort that.’ Putting his dirty plate in the sink Patrick leaned against the counter, his body slumped and. "Diane realized it would make no sense to her mother even if she did try to explain it. She saw herself taking a very specific path when she left the house. If it were going to lead her to where she thought, she was going to force a diversion. "I have to get it straight in my own head first." All right. You can go for your walk, but I expect to hear what's on your mind once you do get it straight. I hate to pry like this, Diane, but ... well, I'm a little worried for you."Diane gave her mother. I quickly found a soaked pair of shorts and whispered in her ear that's some soaked shorts. She squeezed my shaft as a response. I tried to slide fingers up her shorts but they were skin tight to her runner built legs that I had stared at for years. She pulled them off herself and my hand darted for her pussy were I felt a fur around and above her dripping pussy. We did not say any words but were locked in eye contact and we both rubbed and tugged at each other. She broke our contact and.