Opening the door, she did not notice the magnetic sensor built into the doorframe, which registered the movement of the magnet in the edge of the door... The computer did the rest six seconds later, sending a text message to the address in its memory. As Jennifer reached the bottom of the stairs to the darkened basement, Bill’s cell phone had begun to vibrate the notification of a received message. Jennifer found the switch at the bottom of the stairs, and turning the lights on, stood stunned. This time, when she reached my undershorts, she removed them and my cock, which had been rigid for some time, sprang loose. She smiled at it, took it gently in her hand, kissed the tip and licked the hole at the end. I sighed with pleasure and told her how much I was enjoying her attentions. It was not really necessary to say that because she could already tell from the rigidity of my cock. “Turn over”, she said, so I did. She straddled my back and started massaging my shoulders with her. "Jimmy, could I have a word with you?" Of course Brian how can I help you?" In three months time I become eligible for the old age pension, Helen and I are going to be travelling around Australia, we have bought on old bus and converted it into a motor home. The thing is I think you need to find someone to replace me, the three months gives us plenty of time to train that person for when I leave." Thanks Brian, it's good that we have time to train someone, do you have any ideas for a. God I was brutally flexed by the bitch above me. She really pulled my legs back at the ankles, pinning my feet literally to my ears. My arsehole, I felt it give and really widen, as my body flexed over, oh hell was the doctor in bloody deep. I could feel his balls slapping against my bum cheeks. There is depth and there is the subterranean. I was arse pounded. I was bum flogged. My arsehole expanding somehow to take each deep thrust. And the pleasure plateau was achingly blissful and.