It keeps my six-foot-four-inch frame to 220 pounds. With my size and my hair slicked back, as I usually wear it, I look like an extra for “The Sopra...nos.” The run, as it usually does, cleared my head of all the daily crap at work. I got back to my place and spotted Wendy standing at my door with a folder in her hand. “Hey, have you been waiting long?” “I just got here a few minutes ago,” she said. Gorgeous as ever, she’s in a pair of light green cotton shorts with a plain white t-shirt. Her long. In a few minutes, I heard the bathroom door open and a knock on the stall door."Krissi, are you okay?"Thank God it was Kiki. I knew that she would help me. She sounded genuinely concerned."I think so... Kiki come in and let my arms free... please!"Kiki came in, closed the stall door and gave a little smile when she saw my hard cock. She reached around, released the rings and then spoke:"Krissi, what are we going to do with that?" She pointed at my big erection."If only I can borrow your. Then she stated, ‘Mike, honey, that was absolutely incredible. But I want more, I need more. So pull up your pants and let’s go to my place.’ As she lifted herself off my cock, I watched a trickle of our combined juices leak out of her and drip on my groin. I was grinning nastily at her as I said, ‘Hold on a minute, slut. Not so fucking fast.’ ‘What’s the matter? What’s wrong?’ she asked nervously. I smiled and answered playfully, ‘First you got a mess to clean up here.’ Then I pointed at my. Try massages. Different positions. Tell you what; it's Tuesday. Friday night, fix it so Mom will let Kelly go with Donna and I to the game, then with Dex and us to the Emporium. We will stay overnight at Donna's, and you take Mom to dinner, dancing, and a hotel. Have a sexy nightie waiting in the hotel room and some champagne. Tell her you were just reminded what a sexy wife you have and that you've been neglecting her." She won't like the idea of Kelly dating so young. And staying over with.