I don’t want to let everything melt away just because of one mess up. I don’t think I can do that. I don’t want to do that.”“And if he stray... again?” I asked.Lara laughed grimly. “I’ll rip his fucking balls off.”I heard Heather chuckle beside me. “Forgiveness only goes so far.”“Damn straight,” Lara agreed. “Shit, I need some sleep. I can’t even think. It must be really late.”“Probably like three in the morning.”“Ouch. You have to get up so early, Heather. I’m sorry I kept you both awake.”“Nah,. As I make the drive I'm trying to time it right with the wife. My wife commute is the same as to the 84 year old place. I would hate to meet her at the light, or worst pass her car and she follows me ready to throw down and make some lemonade. Once passed the safety zone.I called her on the way and letting her know that hey since you meeting them let have a quickie. She said she was hoping I already was out side her door. So I get there she decide to take me on a brief tour of her house. I pulled it out and stuck 2 fingers in my mouth and covered them with my saliva. I then began rubbing them around the rim of my hole, slowly working them in deeper until they were both buried in my ass. I began to finger fuck my ass as hard and fast as I could while I rubbed my cock through the black lace. I heard a car pull in and stop by my truck. I turned my head in that direction and recognized John from his pictures. I kept fingering my ass as he walked around my truck and approached the. ” I’ll get you dried off after breakfast. Eat it while it’s hot.”She stepped up to the meals table and sniffed the air. “Ah bacon, there’s nothing to compare.” and sat right down adjusting her towel so that it was looser.As she was eating she kept adjusting the towel to stop it from slipping down. She saw me looking. “It’s also hard to tie a towel around you with one hand.” I finished eating and got another towel and started drying her hair. “If you need a hand just ask OK. If you can’t tie the.