Since I had no other prospects and did not want to go home and rub it out myself figured what the hell any port in the storm and gave a Laura a call a...nd asked if the offer was still good. I freely admit I was a pig and only went over just because I wanted to fuck and she was only just a quick booty call. I went over to her place were we sat on the couch watching TV and having a drink or so for about an hour before she leaned over and started to kiss me. at that point I came alive and we had. The pounding break had moved closer until we had found refuge in the shelter of a little cove. A six foot patch of deep water that had me paddling and holding onto the air mattress was protected from the waves by a small sandbar. While my body dipped up and down soothingly with the ocean, I watched the waves, powerful creatures. Their curves were so perfect. They stacked themselves high. The face built up. I could feel their angle ever so gently reach the tipping point. From hours of experience. And when he goes out with his buddies, when does he usually come home?" "Oh he could be gone until one or two in the morning, depends on how much fun he is having and whether he works the next day. On a good night when there's no work the next day, he can come home as late as 5 a.m.," I told Him. "Well that will give us some time to work together at least a couple times a week. We will start out with that and see how things go. Will twice a week work for you, at least to start?" he asked. "Yes,. ?She recognized Mr Walker’s voice.?And she dresses like one, too. That sort of lacy bra and thong is kind of typical for that sort of woman. Now come on, show us your tits and cunt.?She looked up at the crude terms, but the speaker’s face was impassive. Nervously she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her ample breasts swung free and she suddenly remembered how they had been suckled the night before.?I guess she does some of her business in titfucks, but those heavy hanging udders really.