She nodded and asked me to join her for dinner that night. Her husband was not back and she was going to eat alone anyways. I replied “Cool”. She ...requested me to be there at 8 pm. I went home, took a bath, shaved my pubes; put on lots of deodorant and dressed casually before I rang her bell. She was wearing a white top with a long black skirt. She was looking pretty. Her bra was visible through her top. I complimented her on looks. She had a very good interior and had a LED TV. I enquired about. I sat in the same chair with my legs crossed and poured a glass of orange juice for me and another for him. We ate like we were starved. I glanced at him every now and then to see if he was still looking. Of course, he was. I squirmed my ass in the chair a bit, offsetting the crotch of my shorts a little more. He took a bite of pancake, dripping syrup on his chin. Looking over, he almost choked on his food. I glanced down at my crotch to see what he could see. I was almost completely exposed. I. When the stranger behind her began to finger her puckered sphincter shewas delightfully surprised at how wonderful it felt. She knew Cherri hadrecently given up her anal virginity and she didn't seem worse for wear.Panti pushed back as the man slid his spit-wetted finger inside her andmassaged that special place.Panti felt warm ripples of pleasure emanate from her anus and vigorouslysucked the cock in her mouth and squirmed her buttocks and pushed back andforth on the invading finger;. Nothing working, I attempted another typical male response to resolve issues through meditation. I went for a shit.Sometime later, after a water level raising dump, I washed my hands, always wash your hands folks, deciding to end the day. Walking through my darkened room, my attention was drawn to the glowing ring still on the floor.Without the glow, I would never have seen it as it was mostly under my dresser. Chances are that it would have been lost forever in the dust bunny haven beneath my.