Did I mention how big he was? He stretched me, even after the other guys had fucked me, he still stretched me. And it felt so good. Then he pulled out...and shot a stream of cum all the way up to my head. And that was a shame, because I wanted to feel him cum inside me. In fact, I dream about it. ‘ She was working the vibrator faster now, the edge of her hand slamming against her sensitive skin. Her orgasm came quickly, as did her groans, which sounded foreign from the bottom of the box. She. "'Now that's a big difference between her and Dad,' I thought to myself. He thought going into drama was a waste of time.I continued my musing. Even more remarkable, though, were her legs and butt.She was wearing white cotton tights that clung to her legs. Her legs were slim - not skinny, but mature and shapely. Her butt was full and rounded, maybe just a tad wider than when she was young, but still... No sign of panty lines either - she must have been wearing thong underwear, I guessed. 'Do. He was very sorry when he warned her that she couldn't prove it. She could prove and did as she tossed the set of pictures over the fence. Chuck looked at the nearly dozen or so pictures showing first him and that dress then him turning and that slip then moving through the window and those panties. It could almost be a movie given the sequence."Okay, so now what? I apologize and keep my mouth shut and you do the same?" Chuck asked in a tone far softer than the one he most often used."Gosh. She was beratinghis voluptuous secretary for not having her papersready.“Mrs. Hughes, please just come into the Notary’s officefor the sign off,” the younger woman said. “You canleave your purse here.” Mrs. Hughes slammed down thecoat and purse with impatience and followed the woman.He watched her bottom move under the too short whiteknit skirt. What an ass! Although in the midst of abitter divorce after nearly 20 years of marriage, itstill turned him on. He.