” Little did I know that “us” meant the three of us? The room was new, very warm with soft accents and had a great view of the night lights in P...ttsburgh. On the nightstand was a small bottle of slightly chilled chardonnay. My husband poured me a glass and smiled. He whispered to me to relax on the bed and said "this would be a night to remember." I lay back on the bed and he gently took off my four inch high heels that were killing my feet all night long. He gently rubbed my feet and slowly. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ She was typically late but managed to arrive uncharacteristically early for her appointment, an interview, a reason to return to a place she hadn’t been in years, though she drove by almost daily. Out of habit, an old, long-forgotten habit, she parked in that back lot, the one behind the dorms, and suddenly her memory was flooded with the smell of football players’ sweat assaulting her nostrils, cat-calls shouted from second floor windows by a thick man in. She kinda got hers on thecheap when she started so Darla wants to take her to Emily's.Darla laughed when she said it, adding that she couldn't rememberthe last time she wore a wig. She tried to talk Alison intoletting her hair grow out a little but Ali still isn't comfortablewith the idea. I'll always be in wigs damn it, getting thinner ontop all the time.Chapter One hundred-five -- CherylPam, Barb and I stopped for a drink after our business clubmeeting Tuesday. Pam is getting to be a real. I found that she was looking at the shorts I removed before watching the movie. I continued watching the movie and tried humping the pillow while masturbating. It felt different.I looped the sexy scenes and watched it at a slower speed. I humped the pillow from above and masturbated. I had an earphone on and watched sexy Vidya Balan drain my cum. I gave the laptop back to Mom. I felt the strong urge to masturbate again. The sexy scenes were playing in my head repeatedly.After the lights went.