Who knows how he's changed." Everything'll work out. You'll see." I hope so," she said, glancing out the window.June paid the fare, did a quick check ...f her brown skirt. She took a deep breath, and walked through the entrance of the Waldorf-Astoria.She walked out of the elevator and down the hall until she reached Room 2305. She stopped in front of the door. She gave herself another once over, pulled a stray lock of brown hair out of her face, then knocked on the door."Come in," said a pleasing. I never did figure out why it was necessary. Finally, it would arrive: Burn Night. Torches made out of rags tied onto sticks were slopped with kerosene and set alight. The bonfire itself was slopped with diesel or kerosene and then the moment arrived. Some years the torches were thrown at the bonfire, other years carefully poked into it. There didn’t seem to be a particular pattern to it, just however the whim took them. And then there was the last time. Her father had banged up his leg and. You don't think it can be done, do you?" he smiled. "Well, it just may surprise you how easy it's going to be."Janet forgot the cool air for a moment. She could not be part of a conspiracy against her husband. If he were to be unfaithful it would be her fault and she had done enough already. But Martin anticipated her."And don't think for one minute little girl, that you are going to tell him in advance. If you warn him, it would take the fun out of it. Neither of you can get out of this now. One leg, then her hands caressing every inch of my upper body while she moved the other leg and slowly rubbed her wet cunt on my throbbing, pulsating cock.“Oh Bret, I need to feel you deep inside me. Take me! Fuck me! Have your way with me! Please…please! I’m begging you!”“Syd, begging me only turns me on more, so please don’t stop. I want you as bad as you want me! Get over here and take my cock, I want to be in you, fill you up, NOW!" I eased my cock into her wanting pussy. It was so wet,.