”The two officers made it a point to cruise through at least twice while I was there, and word got out.It didn’t stop one guy from trying his luck... I was packing for the day, Grandma Greely and two of her friends were sitting chatting while her granddaughter Alice helped me total out the day and pack up. I was paying her ten dollars an hour by then, thirty dollars a day, and was thinking about taking her with me on Saturdays, which would give her another fifty a week. She was very excited when. We have been very creative coming up with different ways to make him eat his cum. It started with creampies. I would tie up my husband to the bed, ride his cock until his shot his load into my shaved pussy and then I would crawl up and plant my wet, dripping freshly fucked pussy, full of cum on my husband's hungry mouth. His cock would get hard again as he sucked his cum from my pussy. It has progressed to the point that every orgasm my husband has ends with him eating it. We love having him. I spin you around, one hand on your throat, lifting and choking. As your toes leave the ground, you wrap your legs around me and my cock finds your pussy. I release your throat, letting you drop down onto me. My cock slides easily into you - you are so wet from all the flirting we did at dinner and in the elevator in front of the old couple. And I fuck you against the wall with your legs wrapped around me, pushing your back harder into the wall every thrust. I kiss my way up your neck until I. But I didn’t worry about putting on a bra or panties. I was not expecting the boys to be awake, frankly. They were out late, how late I’m not sure, probably until one or one-thirty. I was in bed, sleeping. I trust my son and his friends to generally do what’s right. Naïve? Yes, maybe, but I have to trust him a little or I’d go nuts! My house is a simple one-story ranch. My bedroom is the one on the right. My son Art’s bedroom is across the hall. His door was shut, as usual. Kevin stayed in the.