...a fost atat de bine ! a vazut ca era un pic umeda, pentru ca mi-o frecasem ceva mai inainte...isi puna mainile pe pizda si incepe sa se joace cu de...etele, facand cercuri pe pizda mea umeda....mmmmmm ! apoi, ma intreaba : Vrei sa ma dezbrac si eu?Am raspuns afirmativ, uitandu-ma foarte atent la tzatzele alea...pe care vroiam asa de mult sa le ating............In sfarsit isi da jos maieul ala mulat...si ii vad tzatzele in toata splendoarea ! Nu mai erau asa de ferme ca ale surorii mele, dar. His wife was awake now. "Oh, Will," she moaned as she squirmed beneath him. Emily loved waking up this way, her husband between her legs with her pussy already in his mouth. She cried out as he sucked on her clit and pushed a finger deep inside her wet cunt. "Fuck baby, you're so wet already." "Mmmm. Keep playing and I'll get even wetter," with that Emily pushed his head back down between her thighs. His wife was getting into it now. Thrusting up into his mouth, pushing his head down. He. "We are only using fifty-five quart jars. We have more," Vicki said.There were shelves filled with jars that had been emptied over the previous year. She hadn't made a count of them, but there were a lot of them. It was hard to imagine that they would need more by the end of summer.John said, "I'll order five more cases of quart jars and ten more cases of pint jars." I don't think we'll need that many. At least, I hope we don't," Vicki said.It wasn't the cost of having so many jars, it was. She pulls out her cell phone and dials a number and waits for an answer. “Hey. Sorry I didn’t call earlier. Been busy. It’s all going according to plan.” Tinsel waits a moment then says, “Yes. I’m sure it’ll work. Trust me. Love you.” She hangs up the phone and walks down the block.Her old neighborhood hasn’t changed too much. She walks by old Mr. Brown’s orchard. He is using a spade to clear some obtrusive grass from the entrance. She stops and crouches down across from the old man. “Hey, Mr..