’ ‘Pamela, wouldn’t Gary have a say in his son moving to another country, I’m sure he’ll put his foot down.’ ‘If push comes to shove, he...would. Maybe that’s the answer, if I remind her that Gary is the father and wouldn’t want his son to live over there in another country, half the world away. That she should keep that in mind, if she continues with this man.’ ‘I’m sure if you put it like that she’ll reconsider.’ * Diane stood arms crossed over her chest, a look of petulance across her pretty. Her breath foamed in the night air as it had turned cold. “Please, Michael. No.” She tried to tell him more but couldn’t. Her rosebud mouth mesmerized him and his fingers dipped into her blouse to touch and fondle the small erect nipple. She moved her head to the right to breath in the cold air. She could move away but she didn’t. She was a small little insect trapped in his web. Trapped in his spell. But the spell trapped him too. He watched her intake of breath and his hand roamed down her. I tell her I need to run home and get my tools and that I’ll be right back. She opens the blanket wrapping her to adjust it and I can’t help but stare at the jiggling milk factory she is carrying. She has to be 38 DD or more. She thanks me as I leave and I tell her, “ Not a problem, but let's get it working first so you can warm up and lose that blanket!” I probably shouldn’t have said that out loud, but she laughs.I get my tools and return to work on her furnace. She stands near me, wrapped. "As I found a good rhythm on Carl, Barry pulled his softening dick out of me and Jake took his place. Jake's mushroom head punched into me with all the subtlety of an eighteen wheeler and he immediately set up a quick pace dicking me. Despite having been opened up by Roger and lubed with Barry's load, my hole protested his assault."Damn," he said around a moan. "You got a nice ass, Calvin. I might have to come back for more of this.I rolled my eyes again at his words. Despite not being down.