Her ass pressed against my dick it felt nice, I started to move back and foreword slowly, if she asked me what I was doing I would blam the elevator. ...arbra began to move,bi still continued what I was doing then she began to wiggle. We reached our floor out of luck. We packed the grossry then Barbra got a call from my mom saying that she should come in another 2 hours so I was stuck in Barbara's house.I sat down then looked at Barbra she asked me if I want to playa a game. "Sure" I said back.. Today, I would begin the process of trying to salvage my husband fromthe physical and mental conditioning and horrors that I had eitherpersonally inflicted upon him or had asked cruel people, vicious people,to do on my behalf."Pansy, I should not have made you a French maid. I accused you ofadultery. I was wrong. I confused you with another man who looks almostexactly like you." I stroked his hand, yes, HIS hand. The skin was softand smooth."Pansy, I made a mistake in doing that. I ought to. Holly Marrick was a spitting image of her daughter Candy Lee, but 20 years Candy's senior, however Holly had a very youthful appearance that made her look no older then thirty. Like Candy Lee she was tall, and obviously very fit from working out. She had long platinum blond hair too, but hers was tied up in a pony tail at the moment. She was wearing some micro-mini workout shorts, and a sports bra that looked a size to small. Her massive milk melons were bunched up inside the tight spandex top. The one thing everyone likes is that my beard is real. However, I am only forty five years old, so I use white hair coloring for the job. It looks awesome and the moms seem to really enjoy it as well. I also noticed this year's instructor for Santa training also liked it. Her name is Kimberly. She is sexy, tall, long curly blonde hair, with cute glasses on her beautiful green eyes. She's just a sweet lady, who just digs my beard. I caught her on numerous occasions checking it out and then one.