With the adrenaline of anger still energizing me, I decided to conduct a search. Going from one room to the other on the ground floor, I found nothing...but empty space. Finally, I decided to go upstairs.The master bedroom was just as empty as the others. The king-size bed Fred's mother slept in seemed to mock me with its throne-like quality. It seemed to say, This is my place, and you're nothing here.The bathroom was empty, also. So was the guest room.There was only one place left to look.. "Boy, I'll say! Your cock is ready for action!"As he lifted himself to his elbows, Tess slipped her hand up under the leg opening of his shorts and cupped his cock through the material of his jock. She squeezed and pressed and clutched and rotated his cock around for a few seconds, then pulled her hand out.Leaning forward, she wrapped her mouth over the bulge and blew warm moist air on his cock. It pulsed and swelled even more, practically filling up her mouth. The thick material of his jock. People have gottenpromotions by showing up in a particularly good costume, and converselysome have lost their jobs by not showing up. The theme is crime andpunishment this year, and you better come up with something good."Jack nodded. "So what are you going as?" 1930's gangster. I picked up a real nice pinstripe suit at a vintageclothing shop and a matching fedora," replied Chris. "I like the olderage of crime better than today's criminals. They had more class."The man in the next cubicle. I never met his wife till today.We had drinks and talked about everything. He told me about his wife and also discussed his sex life with me and he told me how hot his wife is and the way he makes love with her. We discussed about our past where we did have sex with multiple women.Describing about each of their private parts, figure and what not. As we were discussing someone knocked the door and he told me that it is neighboring aunty who has brought food her him because his wife isn’t at home.