The village police would leave you alone as long as you didn't cause any trouble. The local TV news would launch an "investigation" into the area ever... year or so, but nothing ever changed. I recall one reporter asking the mayor onscreen, "How can you allow strip joints within blocks of your elementary school?" His response was, "Who do you think paid for that school?"Anyway, this was a playground for me for the years I lived in that area. The strip joints were good, but the adult bookstores. John lay beside us, occasionally feeling his wife’s nipples and pulling on his cock. It was too much for me. “I’m going to cum,” I said. “Fill me,” was Mary’s reply. I emptied myself inside her pussy. I could feel my balls pulsing. Mary rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. There was some spunk seeping out between her pussy lips already. “Lick me out and make me cum again,” she said. As I went down between her legs, John knelt beside Mary’s mouth. She clasped his cock in her mouth and. Linda you would go to bed and I sucked your husbands cock every night and I mean Every night. He would drive me crazy playing with my tits. I Love my tits to be played with. It's one of the things that drives me crazy. I like my tits being played with more than I like to have my pussy eaten. If you hadn't been such a prude you might have found that out. I know, you think being "Bi" is nasty, you are so quick to judge when you haven't had sex in "a couple of years". Prude much?I decided that I. Johnson sent along and also a shower cap she’d given me.Fiona and I did go over to Carla’s once during the week. Mrs. Johnson was home at the time and she wanted to trim and pluck my eyebrows. I wasn’t enthusiastic. “A clean eyebrow line isn’t unmasculine, sweetie. It’s a part of good grooming.” I still declined until the girls gave me the evil eye. I let her go ahead and do it. The results still looked kind of girly to me but what could I do? Fortunately nobody at school noticed.I knew.