I hop in the shower for a quickie—mostly for the streams of the hot water.I grab a pr of gym shorts from the drawer, and plop down in one of the bea... bags.Tossing each of us a beer and turning on the TV, it was several minutes before Caleb said anything. “What”?“Hum”?Grinning, I continue--”What are you looking at dawg”?“Can't decide”“Decide what”?“Do I want to suck that big waggin dick—hanging from one stud of a cowboy?OR—do I want to suck down on Tyler's hometown hero ?OR—do I want to suck the. The deposition business distracted me.When I got home my ladies looked stony and puffy eyed. Their babies occupied their laps asleep. I heard a scream. "Julie needs you," said Amy.I calmed my daughter down with stories of Arthur and Guinevere and Lancelot. Devi handed me the note. Bess scrawled it on the back of Greg's letter. I read the letter.Darling Bethesda,You told me not to love you. You told me you had no heart to love. I figured I don't either. But I do of course. I have a wife. I care. She opened her legs wide, making it easier for him to finger the wet, wanting hole. Putting two fingers inside her wet pussy, he locked eyes with her as he shoved his fingers deeper inside her pussy. “Oh yes, Jamie, that feels so good. Keep finger fucking me,” she moaned. He smiled. “I’m fingering your wet pussy. Feel my fingers in your wet, slick pussy, baby?" he asked. He split his fingers, placing one on each side of her swollen clit and capturing the tender button between them As his. “ I hope you like to be held tight”, he says. Suddenly I feel the harness and strap tighten down on me, the leather creaking. Squeezing the air out of my lungs, I squeak like a mouse, taking short breaths as my lungs have no room in them for anything more. I hear him struggling to breath too, he fumbles for my face which is by his neck, with our bodies held so tightly together that was the only place for it to go. Our faces smashed tightly together he kisses me, licks my lips, teasing me. He.