She ran her hand up his back seductively, and then before he could realise what she was going to do, deposited the handful of half melted snow she was...concealing down his back and jumped away, triumph on her face. Rachel giggled at the shocked expression on his face as he tried to get his breath back that the icy touch of the snow had stolen from his lungs. She gulped at the new expression that crossed his features, a look of pure revenge, she backed away slowly, begging and pleading for a. We enjoyed a delicious meal and then again, Ralph and I went back to the paperwork.Around midnight we laughed, saying we could stop and rest.So I invited Ralph to spend the night in the guest room, so we could continue working in the morning…After a nice breakfast served by Anita, we all sat down in the kitchen talking about everything. My wife was wearing just a long t-shirt and her hard nipples were seen poking the thin material. I knew she was horny, because I had been stressed during some. When I look at the photos I'm reminded of just how firm and 'rock hard' his erection was, such a deep purple glans and remarkably straight and upward pointing. This is why I was surprised when he came in asking about a prescription for a 'ED tablet'. After some inquiry Ken started to reveal more to the story. It began not long after he had married his wife and with that his mother-in-law had moved in to the household. Ken tells the story as if this was something not unusual in his culture.. I didn’t know who that was but my Uncle told me she was a famous porn star who used to go on Howard Stern all the time. I didn’t know how Betty knew her but it seemed she did.“Anyway, my point is he has terrible fucking judgment. He pays us to shit on him, throw up on him, fart on his head, and step on his dick. He buys panties he has to know we rubbed dog shit on and pissed in that he thinks we wore all day? Honey, do I look like I wear panties?” Betty pulled her shorts down to reveal her bald.