He'd heard she was in town, and Ruben figured it was time to find a good wife.They called Joaquin "Dom Porfiro", after the turn-of-the century dictato...r of Mexico. His name was similar, José de la Cruz Joaquin Aragón, and he'd played up to the Porfiro image of distinguished Abuelo and man of military power throughout his childhood. Ruben had to admit Joaquin had a certain flair, a style, that made people love him or hate him. And, more than a few followed him. Even if his exploits were illegal,. In my mind's eye, the filthy, dirty men unite between my legs to make me cum. I give myself over to my fantasy. My legs start to quiver, signaling my nearing orgasm. Oh my goodness!"Ma'am. Ma'am," a voice says, while his fingers tap on my window, waking me from my erotic fantasy. "We finished your tune-up."Fuck! Too soon! Jiffy Lube, indeed. Well, too jiffy for this horny bitch! Grrrrrrrr!I drive away tugging my sticky panties out of my crotch.I need food. It will calm me down. Driving to the. A moan crept from her mouth and Mel moved closer and kissed her. The kiss was long and passionate, their tongues deep into each other's mouths. Rachel pulled Mel closer with her arms and her hands moved up and down all over her back before taking care to rub Mel's ass. "Oh God!" Rachel gasped as Mel moved and bit her nipples before sucking them hard. "Oh fuck that felt good." Mel carried on sucking Rachel's nipples. The shower still pouring over both of them and running down their bodies. Mel. "Said the roads weren't quite as clear as she hoped."Sarah licked her lips and smiled. "Well it was Christmas Eve," she muttered and ran her hands through Adam's chest hair. "Shall we open presents." I want my breakfast," he muttered but Sarah dragged Adam into the lounge as Tabitha poured three bowls of corn flakes and made three cups of tea. The Christmas tree, purchased by Sarah a few days previously was sparsely decorated. Tabitha was off to her friend's house for Christmas dinner and Sarah.