Why cant you get in? Amateur porn Um. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it. Really?”
“I’m just messing with you Ashley. His fat cock throbbed. Very sure. Thanks for having me.”
He smiled and reached out to smooth her hair falling down into her face. Hanson.”
“Our pizza should be here any minute now. Hanson.”
Putting his arm around her shoulder and leading her upstairs he told her, “Please, call me Bob okay?”
“Well, okay Bob. I hope you don’t mind, but this is what I found to wear.”
He laughed, “Those are perfect for you. “Thank you Bob. Her mind racing, she had found several Triple XXX movies hidden way in the back. It’s not the end of the world. Four or five blouses which she knew would all fit her. Does that sound good to you?”
“That sounds perfect Bob. I still feel so dumb. Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6′ tall, 180#, muscular, coal black hair and brown eyes. Feeling good about herself, despite all her mishaps today, she smiled, smoothed her skirt over her tiny ass, yanked on her nipples making them just a little harder.
