Not a chance. She had two children Sean, the oldest at 19, and Stacy at 18. Sean was always happy to work on my Fiat Spyder to fix anything that went ...rong. And something always went wrong. The acronym for Fiat was true, “Fix It Again Tony”. The result was that I was often at their house. Stacy was almost a complete image of her mother except that she was still carrying baby fat and was a few inches taller than her mom. She definitely was built like her mother, although I’d never seen her mom. I thought I’d put that idea right out of his head. He looked up at me as I started to speak.“If you’re worried about Doris finding out, she already knows,” I said, tossing his phone to him.Instinctively he caught it with his right hand. When he recognized it he bent over in the chair and started to bawl like a baby. If I didn’t loath the S.O.B. so much, I could have almost felt sorry for him.“Mr. Wexler...” the cop started to ask him again.“No, no,” wept asshole shaking his head from side to. Kitten....ahh....I couldn't help but lie put a few fingers in my throbbing core to ease myself.I was furiously rubbing myself and my pussy was literally dripping juices. I didn't realise when I sat on the bed, but I did.I was rubbing, pinching my now swollen and pink pussy. As i thought about him and his hard cock throbbing in his hand looking at me, I mauled and mutiliated my clit. My vision was starting to blur and I started screaming and rode out my orgasm thinking about my tattooed prince. In front of me very close theres a woman standing with a big purse hanging on her shoulder, the purse dangles right at the hight of my growing area. The bus driver hits the brakes like a mad man: everything stops ! The purse swings around as you can guess and hits me right straight on my dick and balls, before I look down I feel the impact of the purse on my dick and balls and a sharp pain creeps up my stomachs walls . Instinctively my arse jerks backward! For two reasons : One, to soften the.