Karen — my wife — is the only one I know who can get rid of them."Both he and the Pope got a good laugh out of that one.It wasn't Jehovah's Witnes...ses. I opened the door of the house and watched Julie Pinsky and Andy Richardson get out of the car in mid-argument."This is not his house," Julie protested. "His house is across the street." Mapquest said turn right, so I turned right," Andy answered her."But I've been there hundreds of times," Julie pointed out. "I think I'd know where he lives. .. Hey, that wouldn't be any relation to you, would it?" Yup, but from the distant past side of the family; that one was named after my great-great grandmother. She left a bunch of money to the college for a girls-only dorm when she died. But I think that it kind of changed since the school had to go coed." No, it's still a women's only dorm, but we are a little more open about visitors. I'm on the third floor, room 312, up the stairs and to the right. See you in a few," she said, and hung up.I. A week ago I would never have imagined tasting pussy juice, but now I grabbed her hand and hungrily cleaned my juice off her fingers. The taste was intoxicating."My turn to taste," she said as she pulled away and moved between my legs. She spread my legs and planted her face between them. Sucking my pussy lips into her mouth, she licked inside and out. "Mmmm yummy." She dived her tongue deep into my pussy and licked my juice up. I must have dripped all over her face.When she had cleaned up as. You want to stick your cock in my wet little pussy and you have not even seen it yet. You are such a bad, horny old man! I should make you wait all night for the fucking I deserve!” Moving down to my hips, she started teasing my cock through my briefs with her tits. I kept straining and raising my head to watch her at work. She would look up at me with the most lascivious smile and then drag a single fingernail down across my chest and under the waistband of my underwear before flipping it.