I was second in line. In front of me was a very nicely shaped young woman who was certainly not dressed for the frigid fall air outside. She had on a ...mall pink top and blue jean cutoffs which left most of her angel-kissed skin exposed. Without being obvious, I lowered my eyes to catch a glimpse of the backs of her very well shaped legs. I was hoping that she would turn around so that I could see whether the view of her front was as lovely as my view of her back.As I tore the perforated flap on. .." Mark?... Which Mark?" Mark 49, the one that" That Mark?! Isabelle! He was so short! He's shorter than I am!" So?" No way!" He was nice! And did you see how he likes to cuddle?" No! No! No!" Hey?!" Isabelle looked exasperated. "Okay, I give up! Let's just go with your Gregory then!" Really?!''Isabelle sighed heavily. "Yeah, it'll be okay." Thank you Isabelle! You won't regret this!" Brianna started typing on her console happily. "Excrement!"Isabelle looked over frowning. "Now what?" Norani. Every now and then I caught a glimpse of her tilted up pussy and could see that the lips of her pussy were swollen and engorged, spread wide open like the petals of a flower from her earlier manipulations ... and now Jake's tongue.I also noticed that Jake's donkey dick had dropped down and had become engorged and huge!My jeans had become a very constrictive enclosure as I quickly undid the buttons, pushed them down out of the way and withdrew my throbbing almost ten-inch cock almost hurting. Linus is a great guy. A pity almost that he’s gay, though that works out for you, sir, doesn’t it? Oh, and please call me ‘Lizzie,’ as I’ve never been called that since I was with Anibal, and it always made me feel cherished and loved. I was a horrible wife to him. It was a mistake ... but ... my boss and others, including my father, they ... drove us apart. My father always called me ‘Elizabeth,’ my full name. No pet names ... no, ‘sweetie,’ no ‘princess,’ no ... nothing,” Lizzie broke down.