It's such a lovely day."I grabbed my bag before he could change his mind.On the pavement, Lionel held out his arm for me to take. I did so rather awkw...rdly. I wasn't used to men who still offered women their arms. Then he laughed and lowered his arm so my hand slid off. He took hold of my fingers as it dropped and we walked on holding hands."I've been playing at being a country solicitor for so long, I can't get out of the habit. Even with you."Even with me! What has got into him?He swung my. I feel you relax even more, your eyes close and breath released in a low sigh of contentment.But contentment is not there for me right now; in leaning forward I press my mound against your buttocks, a tiny ache is building with every movement I make and it is making me so very aware of the increased dampening of my silky panties. But I control my thoughts somewhat as my fingertips continue to find each stiff muscle and work it softly till it gives up its rigidity.Finally I lean forward and. The truth is that society is rotten to the core. There's noreal difference between the cops and the criminals. Between those youfought and those you saved. The only difference is that some arecaught and some are better at hiding what they really are. Deep downinside everyone is the same. We're all only out for ourselves and ourown concerns."I could hardly believe the bitterness I was hearing from my oldpartner. His rant seemed less about explaining himself to me and moreabout. Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Steve."The thought of me being her with Steve's big nine inch cock inside me was tremendous. My little manpussy was craving every inch of his big fat boner I enjoyed looking at so much in the photograph in my car. The photograph I would finger myself while looking at every night at bedtime until our wedding night when I could enjoy the real thing.The sales girl's moaning was letting me know she loved my cock inside her. And I intended to moan just like her wheen.