" She reaches and strokes my cheek, "Would you be a dear and strip for me?" Pardon me?" I stand and look at her inquiringly, "This is for you, yes?" O...f course it is." she replies in a very cool manner, "It's just that I would like my 'attendant,' to be naked when she washes me." Oh." I murmur quietly and think of her looking at me. "You might not think it's all that great when you see me naked Nadine. Uh, I mean Miss." "Pardon me?" Look, I turn 41 next Monday. I've had two c***dren,"She walks. Just as before, the ‘Victorian Appreciation Society’ had teamed up with the NSW Railway History Society to run a special train, pulled by two restored steam locomotives and using old corridor passenger coaches to take us via the South Coast line and up the Illawarra escarpment to Robertson.The five of us participating in the Murder weekend were all in costume; I was reprising my role from several years ago of Major Sir Cyril Passlow, Lisa was my American-born wife, Amelia. Tracy was the. "I begin to stroke my cock in and out and then push in a little further. I'm at least half way in and stroking fast. I don't want to cum so early, but I can't stop fucking her it feels so good. She is responding to my thrusting and begins to fuck me back. She is moving like an a****l and then says "Joe, fuck me harder. I want to feel you fuck me hard."I plow my cock into her wet pussy and felt it hit the bottom of her pussy and bend over. Mom cried out (louder than a whisper) and hugged. Some things never change, despite all, I say tomyself, feeling very pleased, though at the same time I have the feelingI'd enjoy the cigar more if I didn't have to be so goddam careful aboutkeeping the ash dropping over my clothes."Hello, boys!" Mike's wife Evelyn sings, barging in, all of the sudden,"Everybody happily sucking on your brown penises?"See, this is what I'm talking about. It's not that I'm asking to be kingof the world, I'd just be able to relax and enjoy every now and thenwithout.