I like your wives. I will NOT lie to them. I will NOT keep secrets from them. I will call them tomorrow and tell them EVERYTHING. Will they be OK with...this?"Tim looked a little sheepish, but Jeff said, "Terry will be fine with it, as long as we all fuck her NEXT FRIDAY!" Tim finally said he could convince his wife it was a good idea."OK, let's have some rules. EVERYONE wears a condom when we fuck, because I like to be licked, too! When you're ready to come, I like to swallow. My ass is off. .. in the kitchen." Alright," he replied as he took her upper arm in his hand and half-led, half-pushed her to the kitchen he could see just ahead. He stopped beside her when she placed her hand on the cabinet top. He looked over her shoulder at the paper, which had almost a full page of neatly listed chores. The curls on top of her head tickled his chin, and the temptation to weave his fingers through the mass of curls was difficult to resist. He wanted to bury his face in her hair to see if. Charles got an eye full of little girl pussy as he looked between her legs. Charles looked the other way instantly making the girl laugh a little at his embarrassment.“I don’t find panties very comfy so I almost never wear any.” She said spreading her legs wider. “I don’t mind if you look, I’m not ashamed of my body.”“Just answer my question Charles said sitting up.“Fine then mister prude!” she again started to pout but continued. “I brought you back here because you died in that world. Or at. Your shoes areterribly tight." Tight," he repeated."Yes, your shoes and socks are itchy and your pants aresqueezing your legs so they are starting to hurt." Hurt," he said as she fumbled with his belt. "Here, let me help you," she said as she started untying hisshoes. In two minutes, the trousers were in the same pile as hisshirt and jacket and his shoes were resting empty in front ofthe couch. Terry was going to say something to have him take offhis underwear, but was only a bit surprised that.