My husband was busy with ourbusiness, and I began to start working again since my kids went tojunior high. Like any other families, we argued every on...e a while, butwe all love each other very much. My twins are my life, and I lovetaking care of my husband and being pampered by him."So, what were you and the kids talked about upstairs?" Birth control!" Oh god, I am glad you did it instead of me. I remembered my dad sat medown and had that father and son chat when I was their age. Man, it. I love you and I don't care if you don't love me back. But getting involved with my friend Greg would mean the end of us. This maybe presumptuous of me. I'm assuming something but I will never accept being a cuckold. At least not for a very long time. I can deal with what you and Michelle have going. I'm OK. I understand it. But if you ever tried to bring another guy into the mix. That would be end. I doubt that we could even be friends if that were to happen. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to tell. You can be mad about this. Or…oh yeah, Dylan… you can take that hard cock of yours, and… oh, that’s good… stick it into Gloria. I know you’ve wanted to for a long, long time.’ Claire said, in between Dylan’s thrusts. Phil thought for a second. ‘I get nothing if I get angry and leave.’ He looked at Gloria. She smiled, her full red lips looking very inviting, before angling her ass towards Phil, exposing her dripping pussy. ‘Come on Pheeel!’ Phil didn’t hesitate any longer. He’d wanted to fuck. I held onto one of the poles and tried to keep myself awake enough not to miss my stop, though the bus ride took almost an hour and some places got a little bit bumpy. As we stopped at more places few people got off and more got on, it was soon even more packed and I had little room to move, we went over a pot hole, I swayed a bit and felt something rub against my ass, I figured it was an accident and ignored it but soon after I felt it again, longer this time and there were no bumps in the.