Tall dark Mediterranean features, long well muscled legs and just enough of a bulge in his pants to make me sure he had half an erection.“Have you e...er seen any real pornographic magazines”, I asked. “Yeah, I’ve seen my dad’s playboys”, he said.“No, I mean fucking and everything you can think of”, I replied.“Really, have you got some? Where are they? Can I come and see them?” he asked.We arranged to meet at 2 the next day as I had the house to myself. He arrived at about 5 seconds past and we. I have to admit I'm a little scared about this, but it's also, well, exciting. He'll learn a lesson and I get to have some fun.Gosh, well, I think that's all I have to say. I'll call again to tell you how it's going. --Friday, 11:17 AMWell, Denise, we are in the car, driving by Springfield, and he is asleep as you said he would be. I think he was kind of surprised when he saw how elaborate the costume was, but I was in my costume first, and kept laughing as you suggested.He asked about padding. “I think you’ll like this one.”She directs him to fasten the handle to her leg closest to the vertical structure. She straightens out her right leg and pulls it to her left. Without a prompt, Mike feels her inner thigh, “This is much better. Let it out a little slower. Terrific. I take it Eric felt you like this?”“Of course he did. He’s very conscientious about making sure I have the proper technique.”Lynn repeats and Mike moves his palm in a caressing motion to the juncture of her thighs. “And. How about you, hmmm?" No, not right now, Mort. I better not." Oh, come on. There's still a little left in the bottle, may as well kill it off." Mort, please. I've had a little too much as it is." Carla's eyes dimmed slightly from the slowly building effect the alcohol was having on her without her realizing it before."Carla..." McDonald's eyes narrowed slightly as he lowered his gaze to the couch momentarily. "I think you had better go for one more. I've been putting it off as long as I could.