At least she hadn’t asked me for my telephone number yet. Perhaps I was too old for her, only being about twenty years younger than her husband. We... had a short conversation, she found out I had a family (all right I lied again, this time about Agnes and the twins but it don’t count as a lie if we’re still married though, does it?) She told me there was just Benny and herself, no kids yet. Like a sixty-year-old gangster with a grown-up family back in Moscow wants more kids? Anyway, she rabbited. But we can tell you about that in a bit. Are you hungry?”“Why? Do you want to feed me again?” she winked mischievously and kissed me again.“Haha! No... well… yes!! But I was thinking of breakfast. How come you’re here so early?” I asked. “Not that we’re complaining!”As. we made our way into the main room, she explained that she’d been out for a run, thinking she would come and see us after that. But then the rain started getting heavier and she was nearer to us than home so decided to just come. The carpet crew hadn't arrived yet so Trish got dow on her hands and knees and started to clean the tile floor, and show off her wiggling slut ass totally exposed by her obscenely short cut offs. Tom was thinking he might have to fuck her by himself if his buddies didn't hurry up and get there. Just as he started to walk towards the blonde slut to rape her pussy, a work truck pulled up and four black men got out and came up to the door and opened it, as they entered thier eyes quickly focused. One day Jim was working along side a woman colleague, who always seemed to be trying to put him down and this day she grabbed his drinks bottle and drank half of the fluid before she realised it tasted strange. She asked Jim what drinks e brought to work and he hesitated in answering. He asked why? She said it tastes really weird, well Jim had to stifle a giggle as he quickly thought of a plausible excuse for such a taste. He said, "Oh is a special protein solution my wife wants me to try to.