As the rattle of the engine got louder she just turned the radio up to drown out the noise under the engine and slowly muttered, "Come on baby just a ...ew more miles we can make it".It was late, nearly 11:00 pm and she was getting nervous. Driving through this part of town was creepy this time of night, it was dark and most everything was closed and the only people out on the street were people she would not want to run into in the middle of the afternoon much less late at night. Just as she. They were soon giving one another the pleasure they had come to enjoy, tongues were lapping at soft sexual areas, and orgasms were fast approaching when they became aware of someone stood at the bedroom door.It was Charlotte, they had left the Kitchen door open and she had visited, heard the sounds of sex from above and investigated, creeping silently up the stairs drawn by the sounds of lovemaking.There was a moment of confusion, Mary, rising from the bed in alarm, Sharon wet of face and fast. ..-----------------------------------------------After chatting with his skittish wife on the phone I finally talked her into giving me their phone number. I was working night shift and it was time to go get me some lunch ;-) It was an hour drive and I barely found their place, but when I arrived I was hard in anticipation. I went up and knocked on the door, it slowly swung open to reveal a beautiful middle aged woman with nice curves.She invited me in and we sat on the couch together. There. Odile wandered out of the crematorium not long after the coffin had slid away out of sight. As was standard procedure, its contents would now be recycled. Odile had to walk along the potholed A589 to the city of Lancaster where she lived. She didn't very often visit Morecambe, so she decided to have a look round before leaving.It wasn't that Odile was in much of a hurry to return home. She didn't have a job to return to and her residence in Willow Lane was nothing more than a slum anyway. It.