Let’s trade places.” So they did.Teresa’s pussy tasted different than Betty’s, but only slightly. I still greatly enjoyed giving her goodies...a tongue-lashing. Betty knelt on either side of my hips and hopped onto my cock for the ride. She was sooooooo tight and wet! Meanwhile Teresa began to shriek with pleasure as she got closer to the edge. I was really going to town on Teresa’s pussy as Betty was riding me HARD. I started to moan with delight, which drove Teresa crazy, since my moans. “If you’re going to do this, it needs to be you and your Sweetheart. I know that sounds strange, but I think that’s what it has to be. I wouldn’t countenance anything like this with any other girl, or ever again with Bethany, but this is different.”“How so?” I asked, helping Kara wash the shampoo from her hair.“I cut in line,” Jessica said. “I took her rightful place.”“I don’t agree,” I said. “It wasn’t anyone’s ‘rightful place’.”“I think it was,” Jessica said. “Look, I’m not saying I regret. When asked where she went all the time, the only answer we got was that she was organizing things. She was true to her words though. She got the auctioneers to send her the lot contents of upcoming auctions. I sat for hours studying them, attending them in disguise, and placing bids by telephone. Marjorie gave me her bank card, to use as I wish.I bought for example an auction lot of 50 wooden bows, strings and boxes of arrows some practise, some hunting, from a liquidation sale. An old. They all went to bed before me and were sound asleep whenthe time came for me to slip downstairs. I wanted to wear somethingdark, so I found a black lace peignoir cost to slip over my pretty pinknightie. I slipped on some ballet pumps and crept downstairs.I knew where Jeremiah Swinson's study was. It was more of a library,with bookshelves, sofas by the window, a reading alcove and a largedesk with the desk lamp the only light on. The room seemed dark andquiet, so I focused on checking the.