" That would kind of keep you awake, all right," she agreed."Anyway, I have chores to do," I said, closing my legs and rolling to the edge of the bed....I slid off and checked the clock on the bedside table. I had time enough to go feed my dog."Let me feed him!" She said, eagerly. "I want him to get to know me." OK, go ahead." I told her the routine, where the food was, how to be sure to wash his bowls before filling them, and everything. Almost everything."Be careful not to get caught in a. He’d gone to get his stuff already. Wait, what stuff? We brought all the groceries on Wednesday, so this stuff he’s talking about, what? I was confused and sleepy and stumbled into our bedroom toilet. After satisfying my humanly needs, I went to do the bed and all the other housework. By the time I finished, it was one o’clock. I lazily got some bread and turned on the television and waited for Brad to come home. I didn’t have to wait long. After fifteen minutes that doorbell rang and I flew to. She took my hand in hers and opened it, then sought the other one and looked into my palms.“What have you done?” she asked, then without waiting for an answer called out, “Simon! Come in here.”I realized that I still hadn’t spoken and didn’t know what she was referring to. I held my hands up where I could see them. They were covered in dried blood. On each of my palms were the perfect crescent cuts from my fingernails. I guessed I should get them trimmed.As Simon came into the room I became. Jay removes his boxers, releasing his rock hard dick. Its at least 6 inches of pure lust and pleasure. Im surprised not to see any hair. I knew guys grew hair down their too, and I knew some guys shaved which some women found weird, but it seemed just as normal to me. Jay leans over me, rubbing his cock softly as he strips off my bra and panties. The decision isnt mine, I feel hes not going to stop if I ask him. Panic rips through me as he leans over me, getting ready to penetrate. I know it.