She sipped with him as they took in the surroundings. ‘Lovely scenery,’ he noted, looking in the direction of the dancers. ‘It is,’ she agreed.... ‘And spring is renewal. Spring is change. It’s the perfect time of year.’ ‘Winter has its appeal, too,’ he said. ‘All seasons have a joy that is theirs. In winter one can wrap in a thick blanket with a steaming, buttery rum and pass the night even as you watch the snow blow through the city.’ ‘I love the poet that lives in you, Neral Jaye.’ She shook. ." Shut up, Heather, I want to see more of this place!" Melinda said, practically bouncing in her enthusiasm. She came up to Cassie. "I wouldn't what?"Diane turned away as Cassie said, "Nothing, Melinda. Let's go into the living room and we can talk."Jason watched Linda approach the door. Suddenly her walk became provocative, her hips swaying from side to side. He heard her utter a slow, lusty sigh as she reached for the doorknob, and her voice was husky when she spoke. "Richie, I'm glad to see. It was nothing but dumpsters and garbage cans and usually wither wino's or druggies back there.I stepped out from behind a dumpster into the shadows and there was my sister Sharon, standing there and crying with her bra off and pressed to her ample bosom and her blouse laying in a mud puddle. Three young men stood around her in a semicircle as she cried. Tom G. said in a growl "drop your bra bitch" and Sharon let it drop to the ground. It was like being in slow motion, as I watched her bra fall. The mismatch of his size compared to her tiny body was even more disparate than she remembered when viewed from this angle. Amy looked repeatedly over at Eric, then back again to the screen, wanting to see for herself how their copulation was even possible, while also wanting to sense Eric's reaction. Mesmerized by the sight of her tiny pussy succumbing to a difficult penetration, Amy jumped as her pearl G string suddenly exploded on the screen. Pool balls and pearls bounced around her in.