”I got her keys and we took the Beemer—I knew exactly where I was taking her. She’d sidled right up next to me and put her hand on my thigh as I...drove to the nicest place I knew—in the next town over. I stopped and she opened her eyes and said, “Wow—The Rainforest Restaurant, it’s been years since I’ve been to one of these!” she said.I got out and opened the door for her, seeing the slit in her dress, go up mighty close to her Yoo-Hoo. The blouse she was almost wearing showed a lot of her. "Were you one of the guests too?" Sort of," Joyce grinned, "I was one of the organizers you might say." Really, then you must know my Robby," she replied. "It was his son's wedding." Oh yes, I know him very well," Joyce said in a neutral tone."Isn't he the most." He's certainly something, that's for sure," the older woman agreed as the doors opened.As they stepped into the elevator, Joyce decided that it was hardly a matter of having had too much to drink the night before. What ever else Ginger. .” Katie softly spoke.Fred panted like a steam engine as her nimble tongue ran all over his cockhead. He pushed upwards, attempting to get it into her mouth, but she was enjoying licking it so much that she wasn’t ready to suck yet.She tilted her head to the side as he thrust up, so that his rising rod slid along her freckled cheek instead of going into her mouth. Fitting her pursed lips to the underside of the stalk, she began to slide her head up and down, as if she were playing a flute. Her. Approaching the table herself she heard a heated argument originating from under the table at Jacob's feet."Look what you did, you clumsy cow. You made him cum all over his slacks!" Hey, he went off before I got started. It's not my fault!" Oh yeah? Move over and I'll show you how it should be done."Lesa squatted down on her heels with as much dignity that she could muster in her short wool skirt and peered under the heavy table. "Ladies, ladies, please keep your voices down." There were two.