.. the flowers in her basket. Absolutely beautiful. His heart sped up and he felt like he was in the presence of a Goddess. She noticed his stare and ...waved him over. He followed her beckoning hand, barely able to walk straight."Hello sir," she said with a bright smile, "would you like to buy one of my flowers? Only a quarter."He fumbled through his pocket quickly and handed her a quarter. She smiled and pulled a rose gingerly out of her basket to put into his hand. The moment their hands. "Er ... we're friends." Funny ... once I thought you were ... rather more than friends."He blushed. "I..." Tom, Chrissie would kill me for telling you this, but she's in love with you." Sure, we love each other..." he began."Tom, I don't mean she loves you like ... a brother. She's in love with you."Tom's blush deepened perceptibly and he mumbled something."I didn't hear that, but I suspect it's codswallop," she said."I said," Tom spoke more distinctly, "she's much too good for me. I'm just a. When she was finally able to control her voice, she tried to mollify her bed fellow.“Eleanor, hick, I was only tea-hick-sing you.”“Oh you!” Eleanor fumed, poking her fingers into Ellen’s ribs, causing new spasms of laughter.“Stop it -hick-! Please -hick-!” Ellen finally managed to plead.Eleanor had already stopped. In fact, she had frozen. Tickling Ellen, with Ellen thrashing around in her futile attempts to escape, she had misjudged the other girls position in the darkness, and she suddenly. I could see her head moving side to side as Hakan pounded his meat into her, increasing his power and tempo. The view of watching his rampant dick slide in and out of my own wife's box was driving me as out of my mind with lust as I had imagined it would, and the smell of their sex was intoxicating. He was giving that pussy a hell of a fucking! After several minutes of vigorous fucking, Hakan pulled out of my wife. He got off her and pulled her to her feet at the foot of the bed. That's when.