Be sure to call me when you wake up, and sleep well," he had smiled at the phone when he heard her voice. He had been missing her next to his body at ...ight, the naked heat keeping him relaxed and at ease in his slumber. It had never been this long since he had unclipped her lead from the bed post to go about her morning."Sir ... may I cum in your honor tonight when I crawl into my hotel bed?" she was whispering. He knew that she was shy and didn't want to be overheard by anyone. It made him. Well, nothing got broken anyway." Remind me to put the rest of the wet stuff into the dryer after we get out." Sure." The only disaster had been a box that had opened up over (of course) the big puddle by the curb. Fortunately, the flat had a washer and dryer."Well, it could have been worse. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow." Me neither."The living room was one isle through boxes of stereo gear, the kitchen was crammed with boxes of stuff waiting to be shelved and the bedroom was the only. He growled rhythmically, she took this as pleasure. His impossible cock throbbed, pushing against the walls of her slick cunt even farther. Like an approaching storm, she felt his orgasm building. This turned her on immensely, and she felt her own orgasm surging forth. His cock jackhammered away, and the power of her own orgasm washed over her in a wave. She bit into a pillow to keep herself from howling like an alley cat. His cock pulsated once more, she felt his mighty cock muscles clench as. After being married long enough for my two children to have left home, I have a lot of time on my hands during the week while my husband is at work.One morning after shopping, while sipping a short black in a coffee shop in a fashionable beachside suburb, a woman who I had met socially a few times came and sat beside me. We discussed the usual mundane topics middle-aged woman do, like the weather, children, interest rates, houses and similar trivial topics.‘Would you like to come and see our.