He said 'didn't mean to startle you. But it seems like you didn't get what you wanted.' I looked at him and down at his cock and turned back to my tre..., before I could bend over he was at my back and sliding his stiff cock right into my well lubed bung hole. He did last a little longer than my first, but not as long as I thought he would. Again this guy picked up the pace and soon flooded my butt with his baby making fluid. When he finished he pulled from my butt and patted me on the hips. I. “I’ve wanted to kiss you for years”eyes tracing every feature, every millimetre of the surface, probing deep into the reflections in her eyes. She is so beautiful. I was lost.She caressed me gently. I just laid still, beside her, my head turned to gaze longingly lovingly at her, my eyes tracing the inquisitive arch of her eyebrows, the high cheekbones, the dainty pointy jaw, the patterns joining the dots of her freckles across her nose. Her eyes returned the warmth and intimacy.This felt. “You don’t realize what saying ‘bucket’ in relation to what you’ve laid out here means to me. I mean, people come in here with something like THIS,” he said, holding up a particular coin he’d said was a quarter million dollars, “and you’d think they had the British crown jewels. You come waltzing in here with a Tupperware tub.”“What do you mean, ‘last bucket’?” Jay asked.“I sort of misspoke,” Randal answered, “but we need to be more circumspect in putting these on the market. Like I said. She needed to mature. She needed a change. However, sometimes that insecurity peeked out of her. After she was done in the shower, she put on her lip gloss; red was the color of her lipstick as she puckered her lips in the mirror as she put it on slowly.Red was also the color of jealousy as she rocked her hips in her dress that showed off her shiny legs and her assets just enough. She turned around and looked at her body. She knew she looked good in it. But, how good enough? She rocked her hips.