Jennifer throws only a handful of pieces of the puzzle to me. Strange she did not comment at all at of them.I often react back at her comments on vide...s as a second channel of communication next to our messages.Jennifer throws me in long wonders about all 'why's: no comment, no clue. Why the sudden diversity in taste?I often check her profile page for fresh clues. I can not find any indication, nor reason for the sudden change.Jennifer puzzles me with the video of an elder gentleman initiating. I couldn’t hold off any longer as I felt that warm glow spreading through my balls. “I’m cumming!!” I shouted just as the first spurt hit Nikki on the face and neck. I changed direction and the second spurt hit Sam in the abdomen and splashed onto her wanking hand and I was groaning loudly as the rest splattered onto the floor. Sam changed hands so that she could lick the spunk off her hand and carry on wanking with the other. Within a few rubs, she let out a stifled squeal as she came and her. It has to be her plan, something she wants not something you want.”John stood up and looked at me and then at Sherry. “Sherry, I’m sorry you think I don’t listen to you, but I just want what’s best for you.”“Dad, you’re not hearing me or Mom.” Sherry was crying. “I can’t stand this. I’ve got to get out of here,” she shouted and dashed out of the kitchen, slamming the screen door. She started running.“Come back,” John said, moving to the door, but she kept running.I wanted to run after her, but. “That’s good,” Tom said. He wondered how it would work out if he ever started living with Amanda and Terry. He looked over at Dan and asked, “How do the sleeping arrangements work?”Although it was a little personal, Dan answered, “I sleep where they tell me.”“That’s easy enough although I don’t think that would work if Terry, Amanda, and I were to live together,” Tom said. He guessed that he could sleep alone every other night, but he wouldn’t like it. He knew that Terry wouldn’t want to join.