I wish that I was a wine connoisseur, but didn’t really have a clue as to what goes with spaghetti. I figured that, since it had beef in the meatbal...s, a red would be appropriate, and thought, cynically, that it needed to have a cork, and not a screw cap, just so I wouldn’t look like a dork. I chose a California Zinfandel, and hoped that I was on the right track. I got the stuff home, checked again to make sure everything was clean, and put the things that needed to be kept cold in the fridge.. “Congrats man, sorry we couldn’t make the wedding, but we had to set up a party!”Lacy drifted into the background whenever she could get away. All the guys were great with her and included her whenever they could. Eddie tried his best to bring her out and she would as long as he was pushing her to join in the festivities, but as soon as she was left to her own devices she slipped into a corner somewhere.It was a great party. I thanked Eddie so many times he started to get pissed at me. The. It sure took forever to finish writing and editing. You be the judge as to whether it worked. All manner of comments, criticism, insults or adulation are welcome."Hiya Becka!" said Maggie."Hey Maggie," Becka said, extending a hand to shake over the net. "Good to see you again. You warmed up yet, or should we hit for a while first?" Actually, I just got here - I haven't even stretched yet. Would you mind helping me loosen up a bit?" Maggie asked, as she set down her bag and unzipped her. This time I came very quick, probably because of the anticipation. I shout an entire week’s load deep into her. She let out a loud moan as we came together. Cum was flowing out of her pussy and down to her ample ass. We laid on the couch for about an hour talking....we became very close and I began to develop a major crush on Mrs. Silva. Everything she said and did intrigued me. I thought about her all the time. My meetings with Mrs. Silva got very heated. After school I’d just go right over to.