.. finished my education, married a New York lawyer named Lawrence Claridge, produced two children, both boys, divorced the philandering bastard, and ...urrently live in a nice townhouse in Manhattan with my children."Her synopsis was a bit blunt and I was caught a bit off guard with her plain-spoken evaluation of her ex-husband. I decided not to dwell on it."Are your children well? How old are they?" They are wonderfully well. Evan is seven, and Trevor is five," she said with a sly. Both Beena & milkman hung onto each other for a minute, before slowly the milkman removed his head & slowly got up removing his fat midriff from Beena’s face , as he looked down Beena was at peace with his cock & his black balls well inside her mouth. With reluctance he removed his cock from her mouth with a Tingling wet blur from her mouth; he could see his cum dripping even from her lips & cheeks. He slowly lifted her head put in the bed & pillow & gently patted her cheeks & with towel gently. Her clitoris engorged and she squirmed as rivulets of lubrication moved inside her pussy. Eventually her mind felt fuzzy."What was that you said?" she asked in confusion. She felt so hot. Was it her or the house? She looked at him. He was much closer to her now."May I kiss you?" he asked.She slowly nodded her head.David moved inward and softly lingered on her lips. She sighed. They kissed again and more naturally. He broke away and slowly kissed up her jawline toward her ear. She shivered as he. Perfect. The stairs descended slowly as he scampered down them and into the gloom. They were wide so that food could be brought up easily. No light occupied the stairway but Eldrian could see the telltale glow of one at the bottom. The stones of the floor felt a lot rougher and grittier down here. There were lanterns bobbing and moving in the distance, casting giant shadows across the rows of barrels, boxes, sacks and shelves. ‘Who goes there?’ A man called from the cluster of lights. .