”“Yes,” Kara replied. “I bought this place because I needed somewhere to come home to, not because it was stylish.”“Let’s see what we ha...e here ... Split-level ranch. Main level has eat-in kitchen and all-purpose room. Look at that shag carpeting.”“I never had a chance to replace it,” Kara replied.“Actually, shag is coming back into style. What’s on the upper level?”“There’s the bathroom, three bedrooms and a big closet,” she replied.“Let’s take a look...” The three walked through the upper. "For as long as I can remember - I've just known things that I shouldn't know. This is one of those things. I KNOW that little girl is sick, and going to die if I don't get her to Doctor Abrams. That's all I know, but it's enough to get me moving to take care of it."There's another little girl in the Kansas City area that needs a new liver, but her mother's insurance won't fund it because she has a less than fifty percent probability of survival. I don't care if it's one percent. I want to give. I loved the way they used to flip in and out under their bottoms as they walked. Before long the same feelings came over me. As I continued to stroke I could feel the pressure build. Then with a final spasm I shot another stream of semen.This quickly became a frequent occurrence. I did it whenever I could. As time went on, I thought of different ways to indulge my new passion; such as doing it in a nice warm bath, or naked out of doors (in another story), or in various rooms in the pub where I. I let out a quite audible moan to add kindling to the fire which burned inside both of us.The he stopped and gestured to my apartment building. It was a let down as i was hoping to climax but then I saw it.My curtains had been reopened and there sat my husband, watching us. I was almost overcome with shock and shame until i noticed he had something in his hand.He was stroking his cock, all the while watching his wife be defiled by a stronger man.This was all the encouragement i needed and I.