Then her phone bings a message, and Abbie pulls herself out of the tangent. Abbie sees the message is from Tim about being on his way and looks at th... clock. She still has two more copies to make, and she does want to change her clothes. It is already twenty minutes to six.She is finishing the last copies, which are not her best penmanship, but legible and hurries to change. She is just slipping a casual dress on when she hears the buzzer from the front door. Abbie is not wearing. Oh, God! The feel of her slick young pussy. So many memories. My breathing became shallow and fast. You hear about old guys like me dying on the job. My heart was pumping like I was running for my life. I became alarmed at my body's reaction, had to take deep breaths.She slowly wanked me while I savoured the depths of her luscious pussy, the viscous abundance of her. And even though she was skilled, her hand was not enough to undo the dulling age brings."I know what you’d like," she. ” Even in her delicate Georgia drawl Margaret’s voice still startled Katie. “Oh I’m sorry KatieDear, I didn’t mean to startle you. It is certainly a serene view. I wish it was still the good old days sometimes.” Katie’s face registered her strange reaction to such a strange statement. “It’s beautiful here, Jackson and I are very lucky. I understand that I might have you to thank for this as well Mrs. Miles. We haven’t been formally introduced, I’m Katie Frasier.” Katie extended her. Sir Knight, we bear you no ill will, and punishment has been visited on the person who caused you misfortune.”“I accept your offerings of peace, but I must visit my own punishments on the dastardly cad the caused the upset to my person. Perhaps maybe a thrashing with the open hand-delivered to that sorry individual’s posterior. What say you?”“No Sir Knight, anything but that; my flesh is too delicate to stand the abuse.” Then we both broke up laughing.“Carolina, I am John Carmody, I am 27, and.