There seemed to be a lot of different guys that the girls were fucking.Are you guys going to the Moms and Boys dance, later?Angela commented that she needed to go get her own tail as it felt absolutely fabulous.The most beautiful young lady I have ever had the pleasure of meeting.How long have you known?and jogged off.My mother was shouting my father’s name before she went, still shouting, up to the deck.FUUUUCCCKKK!If you’re going to make a decision, don’t do it half-heartedly.I found it.She appeared to be struggling for her next breath.Chloe was lying on the floor, giggling as four mice ran around on her chest.Naw he said she is just a cum dump granny to me, I fuck her when I am horny and she likes it that way. ‘Sorry?’ she said. ‘Your name? I didn’t get your name or your details. You know, for the visitors record’. Still that impartial gaze, nothing given away she paused, looked up at granny me and then reaching into her handbag she took out a card, gave it to me dismissively and slowly, almost regally walked slowly away.I don’t know how long I stood there looking but she had disappeared from sight and I was still looking as if to expect to see her walk back any second. Finally, as if entering back into normality I looked down at her card. Embossed in gold typeface was her name, ‘Pamela’, Director, PDM Estates. It’s an unusual thing but sometimes, just every once in a while, you meet a woman who totally throws you. I don’t mean Moms and Boys just physically or by her stunning beauty. I’m referring to something more sublime, something so exceptional that everything you do, say or think pales into insignificance. The effect it has on me is like love but it’s not heart wrenchingly besotted.