‘What if…No, forget it. That would just screw up your relationship, big time.’ ‘What?’ ‘What if you walked in and caught Pete screwing Ash...ley? Then if you did me at the same time, he couldn’t object.’ ‘And it would show him the consequences of screwing around. Could you get Ashley to do it?’ ‘Oh, yeah. She’s not the problem. Pete’ll be the problem. He can be a little old-fashioned sometimes.’ ‘Tell me about it. He wanted to go ask my dad for my hand, thought Dad had been a Green Beret, for some. After the class, we did a bit of shopping in the town centre and I bought a pizza for lunch. We went to my house where we cooked the pizza and some French fries. It was rather warm indoors so I suggested we eat our meal on my patio in the garden.As we chatted, Abby looked all around her. "I love your patio, Mel." she said."Me too," I replied. "This was one of the first jobs Roger did when we moved in here. Then we put up the trelliswork on both sides so that it would be a bit more secluded. Now. "Inside is a small bag. To the left. Please bring it to me, Mr. Johnson."Albert shuffled across and returned with the bag. His landlady opened it and removed a small wedge of sponge. "Even at my age," she confessed. "It pays to take precautions." She then removed a ball of string and glanced at his member. Calculating how much she needed, she used a pair of scissors to snip the required length and tied one end securely around the sponge. "Here," she said, handing it to him. "Before you insert. I was waiting for her signal but thought of taking a step.I just kept my hands on her hand and she turned sideways and gave me a look. That is when I understood she was a sex bomb. Her eyes oh my god all the lust was beautiful in her eyes.Ghayathri: Enna da pannuraMe: ChummaGhayathri: hhhmm hhhm OKShe kept the paper a side on the table and started touching my hand and turned towards me. Her thigh was touching mine. There was some change in my tool and I was slowly getting hard. My grip on her.