‘She ain’t minding me. She’s out the back with me brothers.’ ‘Kylie, please …’ But she had me caught and she knew it. Her eyes were fix...ed uncompromisingly on my throbbing cock. Then, quite slowly and deliberately, she raised a hand and tugged at the knot that held her shirt together. It parted instantly and her tits swayed free. She looked at my face for a moment to see the effect (which I presume was a mixture of lust and horror), then her stare reverted to my cock, which now felt gargantuan.. Hmmmmmmm. Ooooooooh! Shit! Shit! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Haaaaaaaa! Haaaaaaaa! Oh, shit! Oh, that feels so fucking good. Right there. Oh, yes. That's the spot. Oh, baby." We locked lips once more with her tongue practically down my throat. She was hungry. She was starving. This was not the same Mrs. Potter I once knew all those years ago. "I want your. I trust you not to do that. I don't want to spend my time here too weak to get out of bed."The scantily clad cocktail waitress passed by and Amy held her empty strawberry daiquiri glass up. "Two more please," she requested.Amy peered into Sam's eyes and saw the love and affection that filled them. A love and affection that her eyes reflected back. "You would do that Sam? You would feed me?" Amy asked."You know I will. I love you Amy. I will willingly give you anything I have to offer. Perhaps. ” > > > > - - Except that she once again had two primary residences in town, plus a third in San Francisco, Laura’s life changed least. At their Sunday brunch in late April, Laura went over her upcoming plans “Greg’s birthday is coming up, end of the month.” Dan nodded understanding and poured coffee. “I want to spend a couple of weeks with him, and then our birthday date, of course. I also have to do a two week trip to San Francisco at the start of June.” “I need to visit BL soon, maybe we can.