" Walter sighed and her mother liftedher rump off the couch so that Walter could get his hand where hewanted it.She opened her legs for him.She looke... over at her sleeping daughter."Be quick and be quiet," she whispered."You're the one who needs to be quiet; you scream like a banshee whenyou're coming," Walter chuckled.Her mother blushed.Walter fumbled with his flies and her mother wriggled out of herknickers, bunching them around one ankle."Here," Walter bent her arm behind her back and put. “What if someone comes down here?” she said.James laughed, “Well, they will get to see a beautiful woman with gorgeous breasts getting fucked.”Hesitant at first, Ashley gave in, letting her gorgeous breasts free for anyone to see if they were looked in their direction. She didn’t care anymore as she was reaching her second orgasm. James grabbed her hair and pulled it back, causing her head to pull back. Her breasts pushed out as he pulled her hair, and he grabbed her breast with his free. I believe that it's so important to you that if I try to prevent you from pursuing it, it might destroy our relationship and that would be devastating to me." "It would devastate me, too." "Jeanne, it comes down to this. If Trent Peters fucks you in the ass, will my life be diminished in any way?" Jeanne smiled. "Only if you allow it to diminish your life." "That's right, and I'm choosing to not allow that to happen." Laughing, Jeanne said, "Right now I'm not sure if I should be happy or sad.". On the sheet was a flash drive with a “Post It” note on it. The note just said “I think you will like this. Call. T.” I put the flash drive into my robe pocket and then pulled off the sheets and put them into the wash and remade the bed. I also cleaned up the cum trail I left going from my bed to the shower. I think Tom pumped more cum into me than Mark, Charley and Frank did combined. I was still shaky so I went down to the kitchen, poured another glass of Chardonnay, lit up another joint and.