” He said, “You are a very hot lady,” and he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom area and placed her gently, face down, in the middl...e of the huge bed. He moved her legs very widely apart. Em let out a little moan of pleasure. He ran a finger through her slit and tweaked her landing strip. Em moaned again. He said, “I will enjoy looking at that later, when I am fucking you.” Em said, “Ohh!” Emil then oiled Em’s back, buttocks and legs, very fully. Em made more noise when Emil oiled. I bit my lip. He leaned over my shoulder and whispered in my ear “you're so wet… shhhhh” I feel his hard thick cock slide into my tight wet pussy. The bar was so packed that no one was paying attention to us, the bartenders were busy taking orders and passing out drinks. The patrons were either dancing or chatting in groups around us. He fucked me slow and passionately, at the end of each thrust he paused with his huge cock deep inside me. I could feel him up to my belly button, it was so. I don't do it for too long, but long enough for you to realize what is pressed against you. After hearing about it from my descriptive words that I text you and seeing it from the picture I sent you, to have it pressed against you . . . it makes your mind fill with various thoughts of what you would want to do with it. But you also think about that one night in which I stood behind you and started to kiss only your neck and shoulder. How it felt to have my warm lips pressed against your flesh.. Darcy, the teacher and the oldest of the group, took the grandfathers clock that had been my father's. I think they each took something so that I wouldn't feel bad. I had a yard sale every other week, over the summer, and finally had a wholesale, used furniture broker come in and make me a bid on what was left. It was sad to see my whole life gone, with so little fanfare. I was a little depressed and a little pissed. I wasn't mad at my kids, because they were doing the right thing. I was mad at.