"Well Helen, it's like this. Our little Cindy's mind in regular classes is kinda like having a NASCAR racer in the Wal-Mart parkin' lot. She's never h...d to use most of the horsepower." Yah think so?" Helen was perhaps not privy to Cindy's scholastic abilities, having only seen her at the pool and bouncing in and out of the office over the summer.Cindy was smiling. She should be smiling. I was complimenting her. "Yeah. I KNOW so. So far, it's been a good thing because Cindy's mom wasn't real big. Did he do this? I asked as I slid my hand down across her belly and began to stroke her pussy through the dress. Uh Huh. He stroked it so good. Then he stuck his hand underneath and really touched me. Like this? I said as I put my hand underneath the front of her dress and pulled it up, exposing her panty covered pussy. Yes he did. She practically moaned it into my ear. He put his hand into my panties and started to rub me. He loved that I was already wet and he slid a finger deep inside. I. Take me hard. Fill my womb."He howls as he cums in her. She screams as his hot cum hits her cervix. Wave after wave takes them. She falls on his chest. He holds her close."You are so good in me. What a wonderful cock you have. I see why Mrs. Stone likes you. You are a hot lover." Your pussy is so hot. It's like fucking a virgin. So fucking tight. Your husband must have the smallest dick in the world."She laughs."He is the sweetest man I ever met, but you are right. It's only four inches hard.. " Are you sure? Your Bill might. I'm not convinced my Sam could." Of course he can, Joy. He managed for a whole month while you were on that river cruise in China." Did he? I thought he lived on instant meals, take-aways and eating out." He might have done that once or twice, but most of the time he cooked as you would have done. He even invited Bill and I round for dinner - twice. I too was dubious, but his cooking was nearly up to your standard." He doesn't cook while I'm around, Heather." Do.