’”I spent a long time that evening typing up a more extensive story for the Sunday edition on how the Adams family spent Thanksgiving. I did, of c...urse, append the recording of Reba’s video call to Ed and had him handle distribution.Early Sunday morning, while the ink was still drying on the newsprint, Elizabeth and I had one more romp in the hay. Evelyn and Jack had a tearful goodbye. The two women and the baby left for the airport and their flight back to Orlando.I sat with a Bloody Mary and. She wouldn't have been surprised if he had stood up right where they were, unzipped his pants, took out his seven-inch cock and fucked her mouth then and there. In fact, the thought made her even wetter. She wished he would, but knew they wouldn't push their exhibitionist fantasies quite that far.She stood up, motioning for her man to follow. As he stood she admired his choice of clothing for the night, a black tie and slim fitted dress shirt. He stood a few inches taller than Lynn, short dirty. “It would be even better if you posed properly,” I said. “Got that big dildo stuck between your tits, for instance. A lot of blokes would go for that.”Cyn kept on snapping as Emily breathed heavily. “This is wrong,” she gasped. “I’ve gone too far already.”“Really?” I said. “Because I don’t think you’ve gone nearly far enough.”Emily took a step forward, turning to look at me. “What do you mean?” she said. I thrust out my hand, right between her thighs, fingers grabbing at thick labia as my wife. I just said, ‘No. Why are you asking me that?’ ‘Because I don’t get no response when I grab your tits,’ he said, and started the car. ‘I hope you’re a better fuck than you seem like now.’ Ohmygawd, all I could think was, ‘not that again.’ Since I really didn’t know how to respond to what he had said, I just shut up and hoped that when we got to the dance, he would forget about all that business. But I also noticed that he didn’t seem to be headed in the right direction, and when I saw that he.