Looking back into Steves eyes, they are smiling at me. He follows my every movement with the camera. I feel the pressure on my ass as Andrew starts pu...ling at the butt plug. It is slippery with a combination of Astro Glide, and pussy juices. He finally gets hold of it, and pulls it out. Andrew moves closer to me, and positions his big cock at my backdoor. My pulse is racing. He is much bigger than the plug. Just be patient, and take it slow Steve advises. I have never &hellip,&hellip,.. Andrew. 17pm. I had slept for over 3 hours. Already 2 hours late and no sign of Caraline. I got on the internet to see if Caraline had sent a message. nothing there. I was beginning to consider it a scam. Well I got $2750 and a clean house. I got off line and made a sandwich and settled back. Suddenly I hear voices outside in the street. I peep through the blinds and see the shuttle bus. At the rear of the trailer was an old man talking to a female. My first thought was “Holly shit, She is. Then she said, "I have to tell you something. It is about Ralph,your husband." Tracy said, "You look so serious. What did he do now?" Jean said, "Well there're two things I have to tell you. LastSaturday night at your cook out he made a direct pass at me. Therewas no mistaking it. He wanted to get me in bed. And I have to tellyou I saw him last Thursday pulling into Porter's Motel with SarahJameson in the car. I don't think they were making roomreservations." Tracy was stunned. She never. ’ Well, whatever he would do, he needed to get on top of the material. And he needed a sound body to hold his decreasingly sound mind. Finished in the kitchen, he went upstairs to change into a track suit before settling down on his exercycle to pedal away with the book held open on a board in front of him. Maybe Jen’s good news had changed his mood, maybe it was being able to pedal faster when the book got too smarmy, he made better progress than he had on the train.“Love you,” Jen said some.