Kind of like restarting your computer, with all things back in the row they should be, the landscape would look more promising. I went upstairs and cu...iously peeked out the blinds before taking a leak and going to bed. I took a night-time pain reliever for the ache in my over pedaled knees and I was out.I must have been stressed out and over tired because, uncharacteristically, I slept right through until 9 a.m. Instantly I was pissed I slept so late because I sort of planned to call the. Suck my melons I love you. I was so aroused and then I opened her panty so hurrily that it produces some noise. Then I was on her belly circling her navel and she pressed my head so firmly. After that I come down to her red pussy and it was wet enough by then. I started to lick her juice and insert my tongue into her pussy. Now she was moaning like a hell. aaaahhhh hhhhhhoooooooo ffffffffffffffff oooooooooooo hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my husband is really done nothing to me and myself is dying for some. I convinced myself that I couldn’t. I love my husband and…”He took my hand, “Babygirl, I know. You have a family. I won’t pretend that I don’t want you to leave tomorrow, but I know you will.”“Can we not talk about that now, Alan, please. I just want to enjoy what we have today and tonight… and see what comes after that.” I wiped a tear out of my eyes. I wanted him so badly!“Babygirl, you have no idea how hard it is for me to not rip those clothes off you right here in front of the world,” he. “No, and you shouldn’t have those. Put them back.” “Geez, you’re almost as bad as Frankie herself. You need to…” Bloo stops in mid-sentence when he hears a familiar voice. “Stupid Bloo! Ruin my date, my night out! I was planning on getting laid tonight!” It’s Frankie’s voice.Before Mac can leave the room, Bloo slams the door and runs off down the hall to hide in his own room, leaving Mac trapped in Frankie’s room. Mac panics and slides under her bed to hide with the photos, just as Frankie.