Grey could hear Simon coming up the stairs but he had no fear. Simon trusted him too much just to barge in and the worst he’d do was knock. Grey, in...fact, wanted him to knock. “Karen, does Simon like to see you standing up but bent over? Does it excite him?” “Yes, it does” “Then we need a shot or two. Please come over here and stand in front of me, face the door and bend over.” As Karen did as she was asked, Simon knocked on the door. “Is everything ok?” Karen froze with fear. Please do not let. You're going to think I'm a slut. I'm so not a slut. But let's buy these. *takes 60-pack of condoms off the shelf*We are in line to pay at Walgreens. I am shamelessly holding a twack of beer, a 60 of condoms, and a big buxom blonde.My boss walks into the store.Do you know the phrase "shit-eating grin"? Yes.We have a lovely evening. She has another bottle of red wine at her apartment and lets me taste the wispy blonde peach fuzz on her crotch. We fuck and suck for hours. She's noisy. Her friend. But nobody had told me that todgers get bigger when dipped in stingy-bee lips and pretty soon I was slurping and dribbling and suckling and licking and gurgling and drooling and gobbling and lapping and gagging on swollen, engorged steamy steampunk manhood. With every droplet of yucky gunk oozing into my filth filled mouth, my sodden cuntedness gave a squirt and spasm of delight and with every bob of my head down into his crusty pubic hedgerow, my bountiful breasticules jiggled and my nublets. I think you know that. I been thinking about you all day. I can't wait for bedtime. Is that all right for me to be that way?" You flatter this old thing, but if it makes you feel any better, I've been thinking about you too."Leniki came back into the bedroom with a steaming bowl of water and another wash cloth."Are you sure you want this lecher to watch you get your shave, Mom?" asked Leniki as she made ready to repeat the whole process.Jane grinned and said, "I think I'd like him to watch, but.