He was a Michael, not a Mike. Mike was a name for a boy. Michael Hightower was most definitely a man!Mrs. Michael Hightower; she savored the feel of i..., tingling as new excitement washed over her. Diana Little, meet Diana Hightower, she continued to mentally play with her new name.She felt like a newlywed. Despite the fact that she and Michael had lived together for the past semester at college, she felt like a newlywed. She trembled anew, her body alive with the excited warmth of anticipation.. A couple of hours later, there were no more vehicles arriving at the trunk or treat. "No use taking all this home with us," Jeff said. Pointing, "That's Pastor Taylor's pickup. Need I say more?"Laughing, Jeff's younger wives, along with Tate's nieces, grabbed up boxes of candy and treats from all the group's vehicles, and headed for the pickup."You'll dispose of the extras for us won't you, Pastor?" Jeff hollered out to Taylor who was standing on the other side of the lot talking to some of his. "I sucked her ear lobe into my mouth and felt her shiver against me. "I didn't know you had a dirty movie." Mmmmm! Oh that feels nice! Oh! I don't, it's one of yours."I pulled back and frowned at her. "One of mine?" Yeah," she said, looking up at my face unrepentantly. "The 'Seducing the Babysitter' one." How the..."Her small fingers curled around my stiff cock, grasping it firmly and then giving it a very slow stroke. It felt so good that I moaned and dipped down for more kisses. Her hand felt. I got up and slowly opened the front door to my apartment. No one was in the hallway, so I stepped out and went over to Brad, the snotty homophobe's, apartment. His door was wide open and the only light that was on came from the kitchen. I walked in and surveyed the dump. The dining room table was tipped over with Brad laying on the floor next to it. He looked like he was out. Next to him was a bottle of whiskey and broken glass. His buddies were also passed out in the living room. And then,.