<i>Hey, Old Man.  Da hell you doing?  I thought women were supposed to be the teases.  What are you waiting for, a written invitation?!  Stick it in already!</i><br/><br/>Hmm, he did have a point.  Paul did as he was told, knowing that Charlette wanted it, too.  She even exhibited excellent manners by saying “please.”  Well, who was he to deny her?  Her grind all but sealed the deal.  He slid inside of her and she felt just as good now as she had the previous times.  Like a hand in a velvet glove?  Way better.<br/><br/>Paul rocked back and forth, setting a slow pace for now.  He kissed her and purposely pressed himself against her, feeling her substantial boobs against his skin.<br/><br/>The rain continued to beat down on the Subaru.  Charlette and Paul seemed oblivious to one of nature’s most pleasing and soothing soundtracks.<br/><br/><i>Atta boy, Old Man.  Geez, hiding the salami yet again.  You think you’re 22 or something?  Hahahahaha</i>