’ Denise caught herself, and attempting to show everyone she was not shocked or inhibited, calmly asked her father, ‘Would you like to come up for...a drink when you drop off Max?’ ‘Yes we would,’ her father answered before he turned to Max and asked her, ‘Would you bring the wine and serve it upon our arrival and have tea ready for me when I pick you up Monday morning.’ Denise noticed it wasn’t spoken as a question and as she tried to understand that, Maxed turned to Ken, bowed her head, and. Joe's hands reached down and soon found two handfuls of a firm, soft ass to grab on to. Joyce had one hand on his chin pulling him towards her, while another was scratching his chest. He could feel her wet pussy humping his leg and assisted with the hands on her ass, dragging it up and down. Finally pulling her long tongue out from his mouth, she reached between her legs and found his cock, sitting upright she sat down on top of it, penetrating herself on the whole meaty shaft in one move. Joe. Hands on her hips and everything."I swear to God," she said, "you men are all alike! It's always about that thing in your pants!"Guilty as charged.Then she said something weird. At the time I thought maybe she pitied me.Now I realize she was cursing me. As in, putting a curse on me.She said: "That Dick of yours is going to ruin your life."And then she slapped me. So hard I saw stars. Everything went white.When I came to, I was sprawled out on the ground next to the park bench. It was dawn.. Hers were simple. She wished to marry and settledown. Obtaining a doctorate in Sociology was just a means of putting intime until the right man came along. He would have to be someone shecould look up to and respect.That I might be that man slowly dawned on me over the next week. Wespent all our free time together. By Friday evening I had popped thequestion and she had said yes. The following week we were married in asimple ceremony with only her father and my sister for witnesses.Our.