A sadness for Josh. Despite everything I felt that I had maybelost or had put in doubt, I couldn't help but feel for him. To havecarried this burden f...r so long. I tried to imagine the mental battlehe had fought that had brought him to this point, and how Josh wasfeeling now. I knew this "situation" would have to be resolved. We werenow a point where it would be impossible to come to a halt or putthings on hold. Josh had put into motion a "situation" that now hadforward momentum. More words. I rose and lifted her off her feet and laid her on her bed as if it were an altar. The “V” of her legs invited me. This missionary position was not religious at all but primordial. We did what was meant to be done since the beginning of time. My cock eased in hungrily and I began to pound her. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me back in when I was withdrawing, we had a rhythm where her physical language clearly guided the force and beat of the fuck. I fucked her doggy style or she’d have. Fred was left standing beside the bed and slowly stroking his cock. Abby had made no attempt to undress but her pussy was available. “Lick me Sally” she whispered. She was moaning even before I started licking her. She was totally turned on and wanting it badly.Shortly after I began to orally pleasure her she insisted on returned the favour. I was more than ready and soon we were both moaning. Fred was still standing there jerking off. I heard him groan and realised he had shot his load. Abby. ‘Ms. Kristoff?’ A loud bang at her front door made her jump away from Jon, just as the heat of his lips met with hers. Jon pulled away from her reluctantly and sat looking at the door, as if daring it to make another sound. It did. Louder this time. ‘Ms. Kristoff, are you there?’ Caden sighed. Of all the fucking times-‘It’s my freaking landlord.’ She cleared the back of the couch. ‘You have a landlord?’ She heard Jon asked as her fingers closed around the doorknob. ‘Yup—’ she opened the door,.