I started unbuttoning his shirt. He didn’t complain! My fingers ticked his manful chest as I did this and he looked down to a very nice view of my b...oby, creamy skin, blue veins, hard nipples poking through the dress. He could hardly wait to see them naked. He bet they would be very soft to the touch. Then I put my face to his chest and my arms around him inside his shirt and he felt those firm nipples press against his skin through the fabric. He instinctively raised his hands off my butt and. If this all goes well, I’ll share with you a way for you and David to make a lot more money to help with your financial situation.”Thus far in this story, I have shared with you the motivation for my friends and me to establish the Mandingo Breeders Club, as a way for us to make money, as well as allowing us to fuck pretty, married, white wives, and trying to impregnate them. I have also described how I made my first contact with Kate and realized that she and her husband would possibly be a. There was always a rumor that she liked girls, an unfair label that seemed to apply to all young female coaches.We've been pretty good friends after I graduated from high school too, and even coached both of my daughters. She and her husband Tony were members of the our country club, and DJ and I golfed with them quite a bit. We usually teamed up with them for the annual couples golf tournament too.Earlier this fall, we actually won the tournament, with Margaret's long putt on the last hole. It's just us out here; no one else at her job smokes and you can't see the back of the building from the road. She wraps her arms loosely around my shoulders in an embrace and kisses my neck. "So have you missed me this week, Lover?" she asks in a kitten like purr. She pulls back to look in my eyes while running her hands down my shoulders, cupping my breasts and squeezing them. My body reacts to her touch and I feel myself get damp. "You know I have, Baby," I reply. I gently push her against.