I laughed it off and didn't think much of it but over the next six months it became a recurring theme in our after sex pillow talk. After we had just ...inished making love one night it came up again. We were lying in each other's arms following a wonderful fuck marathon where I came three times, when Mark started talking about fantasies and the subject of watching me with another man came up again. I got a bit annoyed! I felt like this was some kind of test and I said, "If you think I'm fucking. She sighed again then headed into the house.Once inside her basement apartment, she dropped her bags and surveyed the room. Speaking of "dirty laundry" she hadn't done hers in some time and small piles of her clothes were scattered around on the floor like fabric ant hills. Even the clothes she was wearing at the moment felt a little mangy despite the shower at the gym. It didn't leave her much to wear, but she did find a light summer dress to slip into. A little odd for a lounge-about outfit,. “Yes,” she said.“Pen, if he turns us down, I think I’m just going to take Zoe to meet him anyway. He does have a gripe with us. I can see his side of things, and he’s in the right. But to shine on his daughter, his biological daughter because he hates us ... not acceptable,” said Grant.“I agree,” she said. “My only problem is going to be trying to keep it together emotionally; well, I mean given that he has been so badly hurt in the war.”“I know what you’re saying, and I gotta say, I’m kinda in. " Then she pulled her fingers out of me and stopped playing with my junk. She raised up off me, detaching from my mouth-tit connection. "Did I spoil the mood? Is that why she started talking all clinical and stopped messing around?" My questions were answered before I could verbalize them. She needed both hands to shift and take off her pants. This exposed her blue panties. Unlike her bra, the panties were not very frilly. They appeared to be rather substantial and supportive. She then began to.