She still looked like a model, tall and skinny as hell, with narrow hips and perfect hair, but that prissy high schooler's posture was gone, along wit... the prissy high schooler's wardrobe. Instead, she slouched along with a sway in those narrow hips that raised Faith's inner eyebrow, and her barely-there mesh top and tiny pleated skirt, combined with red fishnet stockings and punky Mary Janes, raised more than that.The k*d had grown up in the big city.Well, she wasn't Dawn's mother, and god. We were quiet on the way down and out through the lobby. Once in the car we talked a little, each of us admitting that we’d enjoyed many - indeed, most – aspects of our evening, but that there had been a few small pangs of jealousy and regret as well. It helped to talk about it I think, though that’s usually not my thing. Knowing that we’d shared many of the same feelings, both good and bad, made it easier, more acceptable. As I drove and our conversation briefly waned, Allison yawned hugely. I. His wife probably was on her period. However, he usually ignored my delays, because in his eyes, I am one of the best mechanics he has among his staff.I work for the customer service of a major office equipment manufacturer. My job is the maintenance and repair of copy machines. This is actually a relatively quiet job as our devices are pretty reliable. Of course, this does not stop the sales department from selling unreasonably overpriced maintenance contracts alongside our machines."If. Betty rocked her hips, covering his face with a mixture of his and her cum.Moving down, Betty kissed Bob and licked around his mouth. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, relishing the unique flavor of their fluids. Sated, she covered his body with hers, enjoying the closeness.“I think you like the taste of cum as much as I do,” Betty said.“I do when it’s combined with yours, baby. Seeing you have so much pleasure excites me,” Bob replied.“We need a shower, sweetie,” Betty said.Nodding, the.