What makes a day seem different than any other? Nothing? I mean every sooften something serious or life altering happens, unfortunately most ofthem ...eem to be bad, like death or injury. I suppose you have some ideain your head about the odds of being in a train derailment, or a planecrash, or a car accident. Possibly you've thought about the odds of sharkattacks or lightning strikes, but who in their right mind when ponderingupon such things ever thinks," I wonder what the odds are I'll end. ...I'll..." and she just left it at that as we headed out the door. Dean shouted after her, "You'll WHAT?" My little tease of a wife just looked back at them and flashed her sexiest smile, puckered up her lips and blew them a kiss.On our way out to the parking lot I asked Anne Marie if she knew how clearly her nipples were showing through her dress. She said, "I know, I know. I noticed they got hard when it got chilly in there, and when I looked down at them, I got really horny and they got. . " She turned and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I felt her tongue probe my ear.I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the small bedroom, which was right off the living room. I laid her down on the bare mattress, her ass just on the edge, and spread her legs wide. Her pussy, such a small, cute little rosebud, stretched and parted, the lips glistening in the afternoon light. I rubbed the tip of my cock against those lips and up onto her clit and she went wild, her shoulders and. The tall and muscular black man did as he was told and laid back down on the table. Teri still had her shirt on with her bra crumpled underneath. She climbed up on the table with no pants on. She grabbed his cock with one hand and shifted herself forward to put the cock in her pussy. Her covered breasts were in Mr. Walker's face and he pulled her shirt up to hungrily suck on her large soft breasts. They were like water balloons with pink puffy nipples. Teri was rubbing his cock head around her.