The journey home had been its normal horrendous stop start on the M25. Ihad been doing it for seven years now and things hadn't improved despitethe ro...d widening schemes.Working eight plus hours in the office for a company that cared littlefor me or my co-workers, left me jaded at the end of each day and thejourney just added to the fun that was now my life.All I wanted now was a hug and a kiss from my wife as I opened the frontdoor; a cheery smile and then I would go upstairs to change into a. I can't get you in the daytime, because your neighbors might not understand. But a few times a month, you work late. So every night, I waited to see if you would work late. One time you did, but it was still light out.Today is the day. I just watched the sun set, and you haven't come home yet. What a beautiful sunset.I am waiting by your door.There it is - your car. I wait quietly while you turn off the radio, and turn off the engine. You take off your seatbelt, and grab your purse from the. That look held a lot of promises, and every one of them seemed to lead straight to bed. I did have some little experience to guide my observations...The fantasies of Shirley and me were a needed distraction as my life entered a quiet, somewhat boring phase. With the Cutler thing settled, other departments dismantled that conspiracy. I was left out and not in on anything, briefed on progress, nor consulted about it in any way while lots of people were put behind bars.Russia had diminished in. A last spurt of his seed splashed against Ropo’s face, smearing her cheek, dripping from her chin. Hua grabbed her before she could escape, the more slender girl pressing to her, their breasts mashing together, Hua’s tiny breasts completely enveloped by Ropo’s pillowy chest. Hua’s tongue darted out and she lapped cum from Ropo’s chin, which slid smoothly into a deep, eager kiss, the two of them moaning as Ropo shared the cum that still filled her mouth with the lusty dragon. Hua trembled and.