Probably at the Union." That was pretty safe. There was always some kid impressing the girls with his guitar skills."Who's it by?" she asked."Mama's a...d the Papa's, you never heard of them ... someplace on the coast," I said.I never did clarify which coast ... or the year. I put the guitar away.Arnold came up stairs, he was paint streaked and grinning, Pulled his hand from behind his back and shot us both umpty million times. "I got it! I got it! I got it!"Grace said, "Got what ... besides us?". But the doll must have sensed this, for she sat suddenly upright. She allowed the puppeteer to continue to pleasure her for another 30 seconds, which he gladly did. Then she stood up, turned around, and without a word sat down on his penis. She rubbed her wet, open vagina up and down the underside of the shaft to protesting moans from the puppeteer. Then, without a word, she grabbed his cock, pointed it upward and slipped it inside of her. It went deeper than she expected and gave her a. Samantha turned down the bed and climbed in. She patted the bed next to her and smiled.Thirty minutes later, Samantha and I were cuddling.“I can check this off my list!” she said happily, and kissed my cheek.“This was WAY better than doing it in secret in coach class on a 747!” I said.“Grab that file folder from the table there next to you, please.”I reached over and picked up the folder. Samantha smiled and nodded towards the folder. I opened it and started laughing as I paged through the. Why, it either of them too a notion they could be slipping their nasty tongues into her mouth and using them to make her feel all soft and feminine down deep inside where her womanhood was coiled like a snake waiting for that signal that one of those special moments was fast approaching and she had to take it no matter how much she didn’t want it for one reason or another that made no difference to a hard cock and her wet panties occupying the same space at the exact same moment in time.Mike in.