The cruelest month. *** The Cold Room. I ran the air conditioner in the bedroom, set all the way up. It was actuallyquite cool outside but I had somet...ing special in mind. Pat hated being cold.But she also hated being hot. The air conditioning was all window units inthe old apartment building. The one in the bedroom was the newest one we owned.And really too powerful for such a small room. I called Pat at work. "When you get into the garage you are to take all yourclothes off, including your. " It felt strange, hard and kind of waxy under my hand, so unlike the smooth skin where the flames hadn't eaten at her. It didn't really turn me on, but it didn't make me wilt either, and it was then that I realized I really meant what I was telling her. There were other women there, the manager was a woman and she had two or three kids, but I hadn't thought for a second about her or any of the others. "I'd rather be with you than any of those other women." Really?" She stopped squirming,. I knew I had her and had to do whatever I had to in the next 1 hour or so. I moved my right hand up on to her chest and with a slight tug and she bending her back a bit, the bra was loose and I was touching those boobs, the ones that had been concealed to me forever. She was shivering now, with excitement I think, and so was I. My hands were trembling till I got those lovely melons onto my hand – they felt so warm and wet with her sweat.Her nipples started getting long and I was so wild with. Well, the first of the more humiliating situations arose during a blizzard.Jim had decided that some days all the guys could come over and hang aroundtill it was their turn or stay after their turn if they wanted. Well, thiswas one of those days when all sixteen guys were horny and wanted to taketheir loads. One of the guys had a picture of a girl whose asshole was wideopen and he was cumming into it. Well, before long they had some bet aboutwho could shoot the most of his load into my ass and.