If I wasn't married I would beafter him in a flash. I can't understand Misty being so angry withhim. I always thought she was more open minded. I want...to go withyou when you take him back to Misty. I just have to see her facewhen she sees him. She will shit, if you pardon my French." "I don't intend on having him do anything but clean. I feel Mistymisled us into believing she had a cleaning machine that was newand different. I didn't expect it to be her husband." "He does a fantastic job so. And it all fittin’ in with the Polish general the square was named after. General Casimir Pulaski, the Revolutionary War hero who fell in the battle to snatch Savannah back from the British in 1779. The inn’s name came from the man’s first name, the café’s name from his rank. Flankin’ both on the north and south sides of the square were row houses, some now turned into apartment blocks, mostly owned or rented by people havin’ somethin’ to do with the Savannah College of Art and Design, the main. That put her over the edge, and she reached another powerful orgasm that seemed to release the last of the cum from inside her.When she finally dismounted, she gave me a mischievous grin, her Meg Ryan look, and told me, "I brought you a little present from David. How'd you like it?" I loved it," I answered, "but...David?"David is a coworker who is always hitting on her, sort of joking but serious at the same time. She has told me about him before, and always sounded like she thought he was a. She was disgusted but also she found herself imagining what her son had been doing. What was now bothering her was that the more she thought about it the more aroused she got. It had been a while since she had sex with her husband as he had cheated on her and she certainly hadn't pleasured herself for ages but she was now getting quite damp in between her legs.The more she thought about her son with her worn panties wrapped round his cock and pleasuring himself the moroe aroused she got. She.