“Turn it around!” the old man says. The driver turns it around, bites into it, and the other side tastes like cream. The man thinks for a second, ...and says “How ‘bout steak and baked potato?”The old man behind the stand looks for a second, and then comes up with a new peach. He hands it to the weary traveller. He bites into it. “Tastes like steak!” he says. “Turn it around” the old man says. “Wow, POTATO!”The traveller thinks really hard for about 2 minutes before he finally blurts out “Okay old. " I'll send you the tickets and I'll arrange for you to be met at this end."Kevin and Louise's wedding was marred only by a few minor mishaps, when people got their words slightly wrong, and a baby cried at the wrong moment. The vicar was used to these things and simply ignored them.'If people won't have proper rehearsals then such trivial problems are to be expected, ' he thought.The reception was catered by Louise's mother and here again there was no serious difficulty. The sausage rolls were. As an extra insurance policy on Jennifer's safety, we devised a plan where she would discreetly call me when she got to the man's hotel room and establish a live phone link. This would allow me to hear her if she called for help, and provide the extra thrill of letting me listen to whatever was going on.We checked into the hotel early in the evening and Jennifer began to doll up. Jennifer is 5'3", barely 100 pounds and has the thin physique of a 20 year old -- with a thin waist that curves. I moved in-between her wide open legs. I turned on the cute pink vibe and slide it in me first. It purred nicely inside. I spotted a look of disappointment on her face. I smiled and winked back and removed it from me only to place it immediately inside her waiting, wet, fuck hole. She moaned as I slipped it in and started to gently fuck her with it. Harder she said. I increased my rate. Faster she responded. I fucked her with the dildo as she commanded. Too bad I dont have my strap. A look of.