That it took that question, and not the whole giving a stranger a blow job to embarrass her, just made him shake is head. Kids these days. She stayed ...uiet, putting the pad back in her bag and fiddling with something. Maybe he could scare her off. Call her bluff."OK."She looked up, eyes wide, breath catching."OK? You'll let me do it?" Sure. Why not. Come on in." Yes! Thank you!"Dan stepped aside, eyes again sweeping the street. He had the house to himself that afternoon, and there was no reason. Itwas worth a check.The campus actually had several libraries, but the one we liked to go towas the main one - it was the best for general study. It was built talland had a lot of windows and study rooms so there was lots of naturallight and little places you could duck away for some privacy. There was aquiet spot up on the 6th floor that we liked to use. Would he still bethere now? Would his memories tell him that that's where he and Elizabethhad always studied?It was ironic, really. Elizabeth. .. give me lots of fucking money while my son is filling my pussy." Heather was practically groaning out the words now. "That's right you old whores. My son is fucking me with his fantastic cock ... a cock like in your dreams. Oh yes, baby, I'm cumming all over your hot dick." Heather bit on a knuckle to keep from screaming out as her pussy shuddered on her son's burning cock.Chris was only seconds behind her. He reached up and around his mother's torso. Grasping her firmly by her generous. It was extremely taxing on me. These feelings continued and had built up inside of me until tonight when my husband told me his story of infidelity. Having heard this last story, my husband seated himself in a chair, and just started to shake his head. I cant believe that. I cant believe that you did all of that stuff with other men. Im so sorry, I made one mistake, and it just grew out of control. I said. Are you okay from all of it? Are you hurt? He asked. Yes, I am, but I feel better having.