Eric's car was there and somebody was with him. I couldn't tell who; all I could see was a leg over the back of the seat and one leg kicking in the air. I watched for about ten minutes and then Eric and the girl sat up - it was Wanda! They necked for a while and then Wanda's head disappeared from view and I saw Eric lean his head back and I knew that my bride to be was sucking his cock - something that she never would do for me. Minute's later Wanda laid down on the seat again and Eric moved over her. I walked around to the other side of the car so Eric's back would be to me and I got up close and looked in. Wanda's hands were clutching the cheeks of his ass and she was pulling him to her while her legs were locked behind his as if to keep him from getting away. Her eyes were closed and I could hear her saying:"Oh God baby, fuck me, please fuck me."The words thundered through my head; they were the same words she had said to me the previous night. Dejected and broken hearted I. I’m buttering up our fine looking and excellent cook.“I enjoy compliments as much as any woman, Phil, but I’m wondering what’s behind them?” Lindsay smiles, keeps on whisking egg whites into meringue.“You deserve them! You cok very well! We really haven’t had a chance to chat and know each other before now. I think it’s about time I make the effort! That simple. No hidden agendas, Lindsay.”“Nice! You made the effort. What would you like to know about me?”“Well, everything. You know? General stuff. Where you’re from, what did you do before, ever been married, any children, your ambitions, dreams, plans, any allergies, favorite color, do you want to have sex with me? Everyday chat stuff, like that...” Lindsay only paused a moment, then went on with making meringue battered fried EGGPLANT, sliced quarter inch thick.“That’s a lot of questions. Prioritizing them, one. No allergies except poison Ivy. Never married, three children by three different fathers. Raised on an East Texas ranch, an.
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