The feeling sent a gush to my cunt thinking about what I might do, to provide a suitable substitute for my husband fiasco. Porn movie “Could I, Maggie?”
“What?” I was brought out of my romantic erotic reverie. “Could I, Maggie?”
“What?” I was brought out of my romantic erotic reverie. Maybe even with his brother’s wife! He was going to shack up with some bar-bimbo he picked up and bedded on the expense of the company account. I raised my skirt and put my other hand on my panty-less pussy, as I reminisced about the talented tongue of Dan, the tender-aged teenager who so sweetly tortured me from tits to clit. Then I think he realized that the moment was just a coincidence. He thrust the rest of the way into my jam-jar,
