Several possible ways of answering crossed my minds. I chose, "Sometimes I don't think you listen to me, Julia." Huh?" After a second's thought, "Ohh!...You're not ready to discuss it yet. Sorry, I didn't listen AGAIN. I'm having trouble with that." Yes. I think it's because you love being bossy and knowing everything that's going on. I could see you were very interested in my reason, so maybe when I'm ready to discuss it, I'll tell everyone EXCEPT you. That'd be a punishment that'd fit the crime. Furniture." The woman made eye contact with her and gave her a barely perceptible nod. She announced that she was going to go look at the rest of the apartment, leaving Janey alone with her husband. And his extremely prominent erection. He made eye contact with her. In that instant Janey decided that she was going to suck his cock and let him fuck she right there. If his wife came back she was welcome watch, join, take over. Whatever she wanted. She didn't care. She need to cum, and to cum now.. My face turns red as I try to maintain eye contact and finish the second chorus. She gives me a sly smile and runs her hand down her thigh. All I can do is imagine how wet and hot her pussy is. I want to slide her panties off and put my face right over her womanhood and feel the heat. I want to breathe a breath of hot air onto her glazed vagina. A gently kiss to her clit to introduce myself. A lick that travels from top to bottom but barely enough to open her throbbing lips. I’d imagine she’d. And as children are wont to do, godly or not, They bickered and fought, and Truhal had no peace.But although He was something of a pervert, Truhal was wise, and saw that what His children needed was some form of productive activity. So He said to Them and Their mothers, "Let us make a world". And lo, the gods did, and worked together harmoniously...at first. For when the time came to bring thinking beings to the newly-made world, the gods could not decide what that life would be like. And so.