"We're not kids any more, you know. Besides, it's the truth. If I have to stand and look at you for that long, I will be as hard as stone." Me? With m...y big butt and thunder thighs?" she asked in genuine amazement."... and those really awesome tits?" he shot back. "You bet! Hey, I've watched you play. Sure, you're big, but everything fits, and you're in such great shape. I have to confess, I fantasized about watching your ass muscles flex without those basketball shorts in the way."He said as a. Bill broke the silence first. "I thought you said..." but she shushed him. Bill reflected a moment, and added, "You know, if all I did was touch that thing," pointing at the dildo, "it wouldn't really be touching you." Margie was flushed, and could only nod enthusiastically. Bill set the camera down on the desk again, facing the wall. Damn!Then I heard Margie, pleading, "The camera. Get the picture. I want you to make me cum. I want a picture of me cumming. Pleeease make me cum, Bill.. It was then I realised that Wendy intended to use the strap- on to penetrate me. Wendy began to push forward and at first my sphincter muscles would not accept her substitute cock but then as if by magic my rectal gates opened and Wendy was probing deep inside me. The initial feeling of intense pain soon gave way to one of pleasure and I relaxed and waited for what could only be a thundering orgasm with Wendy pegging away in my ass pussy and Denise deep throating me. The action suddenly ceased. If he has caused you any trouble, use your best judgement but hurt him bad enough that he quits.In the file, you will find enough documentation to have him and his lawyer prosecuted. My father used Mr. Yost of Singer, Jones and Yost. Therefore, I did and when he retired, I used Morris Caffee until I found out that he was working in conjunction with Robert to fleece me of my monies. I told by brother, William, Cindy's father, and he died a few days before he was able to change his will and.