"Bill does. It's Brigit something ... Stends something," I answered."Would it be Stenstrom?" Harlan asked, clearly interested."Yes, that was it, Stens...trom," I said."I know the family," Harlan said. "Her father is our supplier of chemicals for pest and disease control. They live near Davis where his business is located."He went to the phone and picked it up, speed dialing a recorded number."Jan, it's Harlan Cummings. How are you?"(Pause)"Good. Jan, did your daughter report a problem at school. ”Another long silence and then I said. “Can I ask you a question?’ “ahhh I guess yeah.” he said. “How come you’ve never invited me over to play?” I asked.After yet another brief pause he said. “Wow Chrissie I didn’t know you’d be into that type of thing.” “Maybe you shouldn’t pre-judge me Chad?” I replied. “You never know what I might be into.” “I tell you what Chrissie, you’re welcome to come over and “play” anytime you want.” he said rather cautiously. “How about tomorrow night?” I. I could feel her other knuckles against my ass, and realized her finger was buried as deep as it would go. My breathing became labored, and with my mouth filled to capacity with hard rubber cock, my efforts to breath through my nose became noisy and ragged.My wife started working her finger in and out, and I moved with her every motion. She paused momentarily, but it was only to line up a second finger, and then I had two thrusting into me. As I said before, I am very susceptible to anal. ” She tells me with a laugh. “Gladly.” I reply as I quickly remove all my clothes and start heading towards the bathroom. “I see Stuart spanked your ass again tonight huh?” she asks me. I can’t help but rub my ass as I ask, “What is it still red?” “Yes it is and I bet still sore.” She tells me. “Just a little.” I tell her. “Good.” She responds as she slaps my ass hard. “OW” I yell out startled at the slap. She just laughs as we head into the bathroom. When I open the door the room is.