" Thanks buddy," Gerard said smiling. "I'll just get dressed." Yeah, I guess I will too," Michael said. He went into his bathroom and started taking a...shower, having mixed feelings about what he had just agreed to.In a few minutes Jen stepped into the shower. She was nude. She took a sponge and lathered her husband with soap. "Will you be okay alone today?" Sure, I have those projects in the garage I've been meaning to get to."Jen lathered her husband's penis, and soon he was hard. After. He noticed on the wall behind where Adam was sat, there was a small white clock. It was 5.34am. That explained why it was so quiet and why there didn’t seem to be anyone around.A few more minutes passed while Harry happily looked on while his loyal boyfriend snoozed peacefully at his bed side. Then, just as Harry was about to turn away so he could try to sit himself up in the uncomfortable bed, Adam’s eyes started to twitch. Gradually he came too and saw Harry’s battered, bruised face looking. Morgan looked around and to the kitchen to see her boyfriend wasn't looking. She checked the door of their other roommate, the asian girl, but she wasn't home. She never was, luckily for Morgan. A dreary eyed Bill laughed, "you're so hot Morgan!" He slurred his words, continuing to rub her right leg with his hands. Morgan told him to shut the fuck up, and stop, but Bill didn't stop. "You didn't mind earlier when you showed me your scar." At that moment, Morgan regretted pulling up her pants leg. At 45, she is still slim, lithe, pretty as she was the day we met. And her pussy is still so tight that it takes lots of foreplay before I can squeeze all of my 7.5 inches into her. Growing up in a Catholic Vietnamese family, sex was always a taboo topic for her. No matter what happens, she will never be comfortable talking about sex. She still prefers sex in the bedroom, there are no toys or outlandish lingerie, and she never trims or shaves her pussy, not even on our honeymoon. Fortunately.