Sensing that Noelle could take the same solace, I hugged her back.Once she pulled away a little, I headed to the refrigerator for a fresh beer. I norm...lly limited myself to one an evening, considering how many cops let depression lead to alcoholism and worse. Even taking that into consideration, I had a feeling that this conversation was going to require another beer.When I turned from the refrigerator, Noelle was standing behind me. She indicated the beer in my hand, "May I?"Wordlessly, I. He sat in his car thinking, "I have time to kill while Linda is out. I'll go see if there is anything in there that could help get our sex life back on track."His penis was straining against his pants; and as hard as he was it was uncomfortable to walk. Going inside he began looking around the sex store. Being his first time in the store, he felt excited; he saw x-rated movies of every sort with the explicit covers on them. Men fucking women, women fucking women, men sucking men, all kinds of. ”“I like it D, if Zach’s OK with it.”“Yea Diane I’d like to help,” Zach said eagerly.Zach goes over to Diana on the couch and runs the backof his hand down her front brushing her tits .Dianalays back and Zach brushes her crotch with her jeans onand a sigh escapes Diana’s lips. Zach looks her in theeye then opens her jeans and removes them. Diana laysback with her hands over her head starts to move herhips. I go up behind her and unsnap her bra. She drew their knickers down around their knees, and her heart raced as she admired the two shaved pussies presented to her, pouting and wet, the pink labia swollen. Carla began her feast by taking the French Maid’s buttocks and drawing them apart so that the woman’s sex was stretched and exposed and the dark bud of her clenched anus was evident above. She flicked her tongue against the wet flesh and drew the musky smell of the Maid’s arousal deep into her nostrils. She worked her tongue in.