He grinned. "Well, come on in and I'll feed you." She made a big show of reluctance, but the man had started to get to her with his full speed ahead a...titude.She fried up ham and eggs and whipped up some biscuits. With ham gravy over fried potatoes to top everything off. She figured there was plenty for any two people. He all but inhaled his, drank a pot of coffee and polished off the rest of the biscuits and potatoes she had planned to have asr an after church snack."Little man," she marveled. It's what I see and hear with Cindy and the Stewarts. It's the sound of a woman's fulfillment."In spite of her smile, tears trickled from her eyes as she added, "She loves you very much, John Smith, and I want you to know that I do, too. I never knew my father, but I'm sure, wherever he is, he's going to be very proud to see me go down the aisle on the arm of a member of the Pro Football Hall of Fame ... a gentle giant who I dearly love. Thank you, Dad!"Smith was genuinely astonished. He looked. Of course, he wanted to be in her tight pussy so why did he need to say anything? Even against my better judgment, once Holly had her balance, I reached down for Mike’s hard cock. Carefully I pulled his cock up. I didn’t even realize that I was staring at his cock in my hand! My hand had wrapped around this love muscle and I swear that I could feel the veins pumping blood in that thick thing of his. In slow motion, I watched my wife move down onto his cock. I could see the tip touching her. "We don't, little lady! First time!" Mayor Bradley exclaimed, "It's kindalike that 'Stone Soup' story, you know? When they heard that a real Irishlass from Ireland was coming to dance in the square, everyone in hootingdistance decided to come to throw in their own potpourri! Hey, it beatswatching wheat grow!"Leon's General store cleared their wide wooden porch as a stage for meand I walked up and announced myself then gave a brief history of St.Patrick's Day then to the Irish songs from mom's.