As he was admiring the sight, I told him if he turned the light back off he could have a feel. He did so and reached around and gently stroked her pus...y hair. She moaned a little and put her hand on his giving it a little pull. Her legs opened more and he slipped two fingers into her, slowly finger fucking her.They enjoyed this for about 3 minutes then she moved a little and started closing her legs. He withdrew. We said our thanks for the ride and he gave me his card asking me to call should. He thought about themes and characters in those forty-nine short stories and was aware he’d written to appeal to readers who apparently like firm-breasted women and broad chest males who can ejaculate in unison. That’s fine, but surely one of those stories should have projected the life of an everyday character trying to cope with life and her changed circumstances. This, then, is the story of Mavis Jones and hopefully it will touch a responsive cord of someone. ONE Fifty three years old Mavis. As Jack unlocked the meter cover, he glanced at the window. He noticed the lady of the house, Diana, was in the bedroom. She was dressed in a gray pinstripe suit with a pencil straight skirt. Her red heels had 4-inch spikes, and the stockings on her legs shimmered. As Jack was looking, Diana slowly unbuttoned her jacket. She slipped it off her body. Underneath was just a white demi bra, showing more than half of her luscious full breasts. As she turned toward the window, Jack noticed a slight. They laughed harder than they ever had before, for a continuous two hours, and left hand-in-hand like a couple of love-struck teenagers. They were both horny and couldn’t wait to see what Liz had dreamed up for Declan.As promised, Liz had left a detailed note for them on the dining room table: Dear Riss and Ben,We got Declan upgraded and I think you are going to love one new feature and an enhancement to another. First, we took your feedback on the semen taste and I got our top scientist on it..