His beautiful blue eyes, under eye shadow and a platinum bobbed wig observed how the light hit Boston’s arse. ‘Apparently I’m having an early ni...ht,’ Boston said, leaning towards Ethan.Ethan’s smile wrinkled his nose. Still kneeling, he put his hands on Boston’s broad shoulders. They exchanged the softest of kisses. Ethan had only been lodging with this kind couple for a month, after seeing an advertisement in the local newspaper and here they were. Lovers. The affair started one evening when. She missed feeling his cock. She reached her hand down to touch it. Press it. Squeeze it. They were both moaning. She knew it was happening but it felt like she was watching someone else. She was a spectator. It wasn't really her. But it sure felt good.As her blouse came off she was opening up his pants. Oh, shit! As she dropped his pants his erection sprang free. It was a tree trunk. She had been right, never had she seen one this big. Not that she had seen that many, but she did have her. Now with eternity sitting out before me I contemplate this and look up at Jada from across my bedroom. She says nothing, and her face is unreadable, at once she rises and leaves me alone with my thoughts. Turning around I stare at my semi-neatly made bed and think back on the sobbing nights I’d spent here. Almost defiantly I shake my head and remember the wonderful nights and days I’d also spent here, laying back across my comforter when my door opens suddenly. I’ve forgotten myself caught by. I opened the kitchen door to peek in and through the crack was greeted by Dee and Shelley snogging deeply. Shelley then picked Dee up under Dee’s arms and pulled her onto the table. She then manoeuvred her to turn onto all fours and lifted her dress up and over her bum. Shelley placed her hands on Dee’s cheeks then ran her fingers between Dee’s bum cheeks and her finger tips stroked through her bare pussy. Dee squealed at the touch as Shelley bent her head and buried into her crack. I could.