But could it, would it work? Miles apart, age gap – only eight years – and basically having different lives. If I said yes, what would change? Wha...t would he expect? Holding hands, kissing? I felt him move. Just as I opened my mouth to reply his phone rang.“Damn,” he swore, let go of my jaw and got up. I opened my eyes again. Save for now.“Yeah?” he answered briefly, listened. “No, I'm fine.” Looking at him I was wondering who that could be. His whole pose was tense. Some emergency? I could not. She guided the head of my cock into the folds of the slit between her legs, and then she settled down on to my crotch, burying my tool deep inside of her. She leaned forward, placing her hands on to my chest, biting down on her lower lip, as she slowly rocked herself backwards and forwards, my tool buried deep inside of her. I could feel the walls of her tight little pussy pulsating, clamping down and then releasing. She slowly picked up the pace of her rocking motions, until she was rapidly. You know banks, they hand out titles like candy!”“I was, once, about thirty years ago.”“So, how’d you get into the banking business, anyway?” she asked.“It just kind of happened. After Millie and I got married, I still didn’t want to go to work in the coal mines, so we up and moved north to the big city. It wasn’t hard getting a job in those days with just a high school diploma, and I got a job as a junior teller at a bank near our apartment. I went to school nights for my degree, and stayed. . um ... you two, and I think that's it. Oh, Janey and David might have guessed."After another moment of near silence, filled with Angel eating cold breakfast and her parents drinking flammable coffee, her mother said "I think we should go to that meeting with you." I don't think that's a good idea. When we talked about it, David had the same idea about his father. We decided it would be easier without. And if you are needed, Robin can flit you there in an instant."Her mother concentrated for a.