We both stared at our faces thinking "What a bad luck!!"Initially, we thought he would put on his shorts and me my top to go further. But then we both...still would be half-naked on the streets. Then surprisingly Paul started thinking straight and suggested that I should wear both pieces of cloth and reach home and then after changing into other clothes I could bring him back his shorts and something to wear on top.I immediately thanked him for his most correct idea and quickly covered my naked. In retrospect, I suppose that presumption, and the complacency that came with it, may have contributed to our burgeoning mid-life crises.Our relationship was built upon trust, love, and strong communication. We rarely argued. When we did, the root cause was almost always the wide disparity between my sex drive and hers. Her libido seemed to take a nose-dive once our first child was born, while mine remained unusually high. Whenever I would make an unwanted move on her, she would get become. I throw the bottle. He turns just in time to catch it before it hits him in the ass. He looks down at it, then at me. Holding it, I can see that if he squeezes it any harder, it will break. His nostrils are flaring. I go to speak, but in two steps he is on top of me. His right hand drops the bottle and grabs my face, just around my mouth, pushing me back and pinning me up against the door, his left hand holds my right arm back. My free hand grabs his wrist and he stands there, bending his tall,. I gave the phone to aunt and was standing close by. My aunt asked him about grandmother’s condition. To hear his reply better, I went close to my aunt.Soon I was standing right behind her with my head on the opposite side of her head and the receiver between our heads. To have a stable stand, I swung my hand around her neck. We were very close, and my dick started getting harder. I couldn’t control myself and I started rubbing my dick against her ass. She was stunned. I continued rubbing my.