’ ‘OK. Jess, this is a wonderful meal. You are really special.’ I said ‘Thanks’ as I sat back down and poured the remains of the bottle in ...oth our glasses. We spoke little in the next few minutes savoring the earthy smell and smoky taste of the Merlot. Jon pushed back in his chair and gave the look of a completely satisfied man. ‘That was absolutely great! Thanks again.’ He said. I went to the stove and got the warmed bowl of chocolate sauce and stopped by the fridge to get the canister of. Under the first message, someone had added in ball point with adifferent writing style. "Dis be da truth, bruthas. Loose Lucy does anytin for a mouthful, of big Black cock!" So now Joe had a second claim about his wife being a whore. Joe was aboutto erase them both but suddenly someone came in and he didn't want to be caughtand people wondering who this Lucy was, and conceivably they might know who she was to him. Sitting at his desk he was dwelling on that all day, and truth be told, it. Jack groped her breasts, now both fully exposed, as he kissed at her neck. Grazing it with his teeth, he sucked at her neck just below her earlobe, knowing it was her special spot. He felt her pussy quiver around him and then groaned as she squirted, her juices covering them both. Thrusting with all his might, he felt her fingernails dig into his back through his shirt, he could not hold back any longer. Keeping himself deeply within her, he filled her over and over. Closing his eyes, he tried. I looked up and saw Gary eyeing Erika from the corner of his eyes. Erika was in the hallway dusting a painting on the wall. Erika was in a green bra and matching thong panties with green thigh high stockings. Her hair in a single ponytail. She was on her tiptoes trying to reach the upper corners of the painting. I watched Gary as he turned slightly to get a better view. His mouth open."Gary," I said. Gary quickly turned and looked at me."I'm sorry Mr.Sparrow, I wasn't, I mean I didn't..." he.