That little giggle of hers nearly did me in, but when she hooked me up and snapped the band against me I was in heaven. I felt like a kid at Christmas... as I looked through her old clothes. I firmly squelched the urge to wear frills and flounce and selected a practical outfit, which seemed to please Carrie. Being able to move freely in a skirt was one of the most delightful experiences I had ever had. When she wasn't looking I just had to spin around and feel the hem of my skirt slide across my. “You knew my Mary?”“Yes. The Baptist Church Wednesday Club. We chatted all the time. Actually, we mostly talked about you, Dan. I even spoke to you at her funeral, but you were clearly distracted.”“Sorry, Connie, that day’s a complete blur. I don’t remember seeing anyone.”Connie squeezed my hand and kept hold of it. I had tears well up in my eyes, but fought them back, checking that Katie was still playing safe and ‘Karate’ occupied at the nearby shop.“Sorry about Freddie, Con, I really liked. By this time, I had backed so far on the handle I had reached the metal barrel. I was doing crazy, pumping it in and out of me, and then my dick just blew, shooting cum all over my blouse and face, it was so much I could not believe it. I collapsed with the handle still deep in me and the whole thing fell over with me as I fell to the floor.The next weekend I had to do that again but I wanted a different approach. I stood the wheel barrel on its end instead of laying it on the floor. I stood a. I'm getting there... it's in. It's in now." Leslie sounded kind of breathless at this."Work it in and out, remember imagine it's my big cock ramming into you back there." Mmmmm, it sort of feels funny but nice at the same time." She told me.Maggie approached me and took the phone from my hand. "Leslie?" Hi Maggie, how are you?" I don't have an imaginary cock up my ass, if that's what you mean."But I could see that Maggie was blushing after uttering those words."I'm sorry Leslie, we've been.