Since you would even say that to Bev must mean she knew about you guys, right? How many other people knew, huh? How many more of our, so called friend..., knew you were out screwing around behind my back? I wanted to sit down but couldnt, I couldnt relax enough to sit down. Now I know why you wanted that job, it finally dawned on me. I couldnt figure it out. You didnt even want to keep modeling after we were married. Then, all of a sudden, you just had to get a part-time job at the bank, all of. The bad boy rubbed HIS cum onMY cock!! [Were we gay yet? I don't think so.] And he stroked menicely as he kissed my neck, my ears, my eyes, my lips and then[gasp] my poor swollen titty bumps again. I couldn't be rude. After he made me cum, screaming like agirl playing dodge ball, I returned the favor. Rubbing MY hot,sticky, juices all over HIS restiffened pole -- kissing him andsucking his ?.. tongue. Until, bada bing -- creamy time! All in all, it was a reassuring evening for me. I. Let's go up to my bedroom."Rachel went up the staircase followed by Jock and her son. They could see her bare beautiful buttocks under her short skirt. They were round smooth and exciting.In the bedroom, Rachel gave Jock a pair of her husband's pyjama bottom. "Wear this, Jock." All right, but only if your son also wears something similar."Rachel was happy that Jock remembered her request to get her son involved. "All right." She gave her son a pair of pyjamas. "Wear this, son."As they prepared. "Mmmmmmmmm, fuck me, Sue, you are so sexy, baby," Chuck said as he pulled Sue down further on his lap and let himself start feeling her up like when they'd been horny teenagers together in their college dating days. "Your tits are so hot, Sue, and you make me want to bury my big horny cock inside your tight pussy so much, honey," Chuck moaned as he felt his hardon growing harder and harder inside his pants."Well, sailor, what's keeping you from realizing that little sexual fantasy of fucking.