Also a special thank you to my amazing geeky girl (you know who you are!!!), all those stories you make me tell encouraged me to write again……Walk...ing through the airport concourse, pushing the unwieldy trolley ahead of me, trying to stop it clipping the ankles of the people ahead of me I search the crowds for my first glimpse of her. Finally I see her, standing in from of Starbucks, clutching a coffee in her right hand, her eyes searching the crowd like mine. Tall, with long blonde hair,. A. Maybe Luther had played one final trick on me before finally giving up and letting Jill and me live our lives in peace.As Jill finally pulled back from the hug, I saw what the black blur had been – it was indeed black ink, the black ink of a little black spade with the initial M in thin italics next to it. Jill saw me staring and pulled her shoulders back a little – signaling she had nothing to hide and that in fact, the opposite was true. She was proud and happy, happy for me to inspect the. I did not care, long as my cock got a nice rub inside her and the load in my balls got reduced but I also loved her jiggly breasts bouncing in front of my eyes as she fucked herself with my solid cock and she enjoyed my piston working the inside of her pussy cylinder for fucking. One evening after a very nice fuck, we were lying in each other’s arms when she asked me, if everything was all right because she said that for the last couple of days she was feeling that I had some burden on my mind.. They remained joined together like parts of the same puzzle.They worked hard and then at night they played hard. Sal's Aunt who was really not his Aunt told him to use her body as hard as he wanted. When he punished her flanks with his hands and twisted her tender nipples with his fingers, she always came back for more. He really hoped she was not sharing all of this with his mom. He wanted his mom to think he was a "good" boy and not like the jerks that only thought about bending a girl over.