It was hard sitting down to dinner with Linda and not letting on that we were more familiar with each other than two people who had only just met. I c...aught myself, more than once, about to mention something from the other night. Linda smiled a few times during dinner as she almost said or did something to give us away. Sam didn’t seem to notice anything unusual in our behavior and we enjoyed our dinner together. After dinner, we tried to help Linda with the dishes, but she chased us out of the. Eventually I did begin to take some…how would I say it…liberties, if you will while putting her to bed: my hand would graze across her breasts which were still firmly encased in her satiny bra, and my pulse would start to race immediately. She wouldn't move when I did it, so eventually I would try something else: I would trace my index finger from her bra on down her bare belly, over her navel, and all the way to the waistband of her tiny matching thong. My cock would stand straight up and. " That's fine ma'am. By the way, I can't find anything wrong with your fireplace. What is it that you have a problem with?" I can't believe you can't see it."She walked over and pointed to a small area of the wood that had not been stained properly. This was not my area, but my buddy's, the contractor. I figured I'd fix it and send my buddy a big bill — that would be easier than dealing with her."Okay, I'm going to have to remove these two pieces and sand them and restain them. If I do that,. ” She bit her lower lip and opened her mouth like a baby bird. He pushed the dripping head of his cock between her lips and she closed them around it. He could feel her tongue swirl around the head to taste it. Lucy loved the feel of Marc's cock in her mouth. The skin of his cock was heated, smooth and pliant. She felt the top ridge of his mushroom-head rubbing against the top surface of her mouth and the entrance to her throat. Brian's cock was slowly pushing it's way into her pussy again. Too.