"By golly, you're right!" exclaimed the agent. "Have a safe trip back to Chicago."Thanks!" he said. "But how did you know I was from Chicago?"The agen...t replied, "I recognized Obama in the middle."This question with the answer has been provided by Mark... Q: Who has the right of way when four cars approach a four-way stop at the same time?A: The pickup truck with the gun rack and the bumper sticker saying, "Guns don't kill people. I do."This one is compliments of John from the land down. She’d kiss me hard and stroke my face and neck with her fingers. Finally she’d break the kiss, straighten up and stroke her fingers over my bare chest (I usually slept in just pajama bottoms). She’d move her hand down to my boner and stroke me. I can just imagine the way her breasts would move as she stroked me – the feel of my own Mother’s hand on my cock! She’d continue that until I came – squirting my cum all over my belly and chest as Mom slid her. After a while her lips replaced her fingers and a delicious tongue sent shivers though me. Penny was not like so many women who just go through the motions, moving monotonously up and down a penis without any finesse. Penny was a gifted lady who instinctively knew how to play this sensitive instrument, She brought into play all the nuances of pressure, sucking, stroking with their lips, using a roving tongue, slowing down, speeding up, stopping for a short rest, then playing at fortissimo. Her. As we headed to the door, I made eye contact with the young man once again as he tipped his drink to me and smiled.We were just about to leave when thunder clapped and rain began to pour down. I took my coat off and covered her upper body as we ran to the car. We were both soaked as we began the drive home. As we passed under the street lights, I could see her hard nipples poking out of the wet material of her dress. She rubbed her legs, trying to dry them as we drove home.My cock ached as I.