He lit the oven and set the thermostat following the exact printed instructions that were printed on the TV dinner package.He sat down and peeled an o...range; while he waited for the TV dinner to cook. Elton had just shoved a segment of the orange into his mouth when the phone rang. He gulped hard and the orange juice ran from the corners of his mouth and dribbled to his chin."Hello," he slurped. The orange was still caught in his mouth."Elton where were you? I called you before. You were not. ” For whatever reason, I have to say that it didn’t feel weird holding him; nor did it feel weird that his cock had slipped into my wife. Carefully, she accepted more of him, making sure his thick cock slipped deep into her warm, tight body and I watched as inch by inch of him entered her wet pussy. In a strangely comforting sense, I knew exactly how Mike was feeling by having Holly’s sugar walls tightly wrapped around his cock as she rode up and down on his love pole. I wasn’t jealous at all.. I couldn't afford to fly to Anchorage, but I had a reasonably new Ford pickup, so I decided to drive over the newly opened Alcan highway. As a way of defraying some of my trip expenses, I put an ad in the local paper seeking a passenger.A woman living in Livingston -- a railroad town about 30 miles east of Bozeman -- answered, so I drove over to meet her. I can't remember her name, but she was a reasonably attractive woman in her late 30s to mid 40s (to me, at 23, she seemed really old), who. I didn't know why, but for some reason I thought they were the most beautiful things I ever seen. I've seen her a couple of times bare legged, they looked good but they never had the same appeal to me without the pantyhose on, I had once thought that was strange, Tiffany was a beautiful woman, but seeing her bare legs wasn't the same without the pantyhose.After one show ended real late, my father invited Tiffany to spend the night at our house (and no, not for sex, I'll have you know my parents.