I was truly astounded. I was also more turned on than I've ever been before. Damn! This is the woman who hates having her tits touched and her pussy e...aten. She's going fucking crazy!Jeff obviously knows what he's doing. He didn't stop, either. He's clearly enjoying his work and he eagerly continued to attack her pussy with his mouth.In response, Gwen continued to have one loud, violent orgasm after another until it looked like she was about to lose her mind.After experiencing uncountable. Not a single fucking word. But one thing I do know is that this particular day I walked into a goddamn crisis and I don't know if it was midlife or what. I just know it blew my life fucking apart. "Because when I looked into the mirror, I liked what I saw."That's all it took."For the previous 45 years, I'd looked in the mirror thousands of times. Millions maybe, and I'd never really liked the image looking back at me. I don't know why - I never thought about it for the longest time. I just know. " There was a huge roar from the assembled throng as I climbed into the back of the minibus. Two blokes tried to grab me around the waist and sit me on their laps, and I thought I was going to be rent asunder. Eventually, when I squealed, one of the two let go and I was pulled onto the other bloke's lap. What the hell had I let myself in for? "Hi," said the bloke who's knee I was sitting on, "I'm Kev." "And I am Nicki." "Very nice to meet you Nicki." He held out his hand and when I went to. Fagan. My parents are going to the spelling bee to watch Annie. They will not be home until around midnight. You could ‘accidently’ come over while Ms. Fagan is here,” Austin told his best friend.“What time is your tutoring session?” Jimmy asked.“Ms. Fagan should be at my house about one o’clock Saturday afternoon. It is usually around six when she leaves,” Austin replied.“Why don’t we fuck her?” Jimmy asked.“Are you suggesting that we rape her?” Austin asked, hesitantly.“Ms. Fagan is only 5’4”.