Lick my nipples. Take them between your lips. Nibble them.” Maid Marion threw her head back and sighed softly with delight as I obeyed her every ins...ruction. She clenched my dick each time I gently bit her nipple. I returned my other hand to her pussy. I found the source of her wetness and I used her juices to glide my fingers between those luscious lips. Each time I returned to her love hole my finger slid inside a little deeper. Her legs buckled as she widened her gape relenting to me her. "So, are you and Deena alone?" I asked. Somewhere deep inside my brain I knew some line had been crossed. Something was different. "Well, funny you should ask." She seemed to be measuring her words. "Deena is here with Mark. They met at the bar tonight and she didn’ want to say goodbye—he’s really cute, kind of afro-asian, I think. Anyway, since she came with me, we ended up here at our place. You don’t mind, do you? Deena said she needed a night-cap, and I couldn’t turn her down, right? I. Ty hands Mark what must be at least a couple hundred bucks, how much could this shitty room cost? I notice the TV is an older model, 15 years old maybe. How could it play the latest game system? The machine hooked up to it just looks like an old VHS VCR, the game system must be in the backpack near corner of the room.Ty enters the room and Mark shuts the door behind him, I hear a click from the outside."Where's Mark going?" I ask. "Don't worry about him, baby. Boy got shit to do, he'll be right. Back in Springfield, it was very late – or very early, and after bringing in her stuff, quickly showed her my two-bedroom apartment, and we each went to bed. I had to get up to attend a couple classes, so I left a note for Liz to tell her where I’d gone off to, and to call me if she needed anything.As expected, I got a call -- around noon.“Hey, beautiful – how are you doing today?” I asked.“Hey, second husband, you left a message, so being the dutiful wife, I thought I’d call to tell you that I.