He was smitten. He walked her home in the twilight and was delighted when she invited him in. 'Home' was a caravan parked next to a pub on the tow-pat...h of the canal.His delight was short lived. Mum was at home. But Mum liked soldiers, she said. All the women in her family liked soldiers. She liked to talk. She also liked scotch and was generous with it. She looked like Elizabeth Taylor in Cleopatra, Arthur said, particularly when her blouse slipped to reveal an expanse of creamy, blue-veined,. I had obviously made her day. I wasn’t sure how it would end up, but it looked like I was in for the ride of my life. ——– I tossed the crown down and walked slowly back to my old house. As I approached from down the block, I was struck by the obvious disrepair of my home. I stood in the street at the end of my drive and looked up at the wind and sun baked cedar siding. The weather had turned it to a flat shabby gray color and here and there, shakes had been blown away revealing the black tar. Ich bediente mich oft an den Schuhen, roch an ihnen nahm sie mit in mein Zimmer oder in den Keller und wichste. So auch an diesem Tag. Es war Sommer die Wäsche hatte sie im Garten aufgehangen und war in ihrer Wohnung. So glaubte ich halt. Vom Zuschauen war ich ganz spitz geworden und ging in den Keller um zu wichsen. Ihre Mules welche sie immer trug waren noch warm, die nahm ich und begann. Ein herrlicher Duft, ihr Parfüm und ihr Körbergeruch turnten mich sehr an und ich begann meinen Schwanz. Jen sighed quietly as I worked my fingers against her shoulders. Leaning back in the chair caused her shirt to tighten. I watched her nipples becoming hard, until they were fully erect. She opened her eyes and caught me staring at her wonderful, round tits. “You see what you do to me,” she said. Suddenly the phone rang. She picked it up and started to take down the information. I moved my hands to her back and started to give her a back massage. As she.