There were several papers on the counter. The story was on the front page of all of them, including pictures of the fight, the dead ones lying covered...up and one of Jen and me making the statement to the press.I read over the notes and the contact list that had accumulated on my desk over the last few days, nothing out of the ordinary there. The things that did catch my eye were that the Athletic Department was hosting a division Lacrosse Tournament. The games were to run Saturday and Sunday.. Divya had his head buried in Erica's crotch and now his lips were starting to practically kiss her pussy. Erica's husband was eating her out so intensely that she started to kick her legs around while putting one of her hands tightly against his head. Divya violently shook his head while eating out his wife and he could go on forever. Shortly after eating her pussy, Divya used his tongue to lick Erica's anus for half of a minute."Ya just like get it in there!" said Erica.Now Divya had enough of. They were very close, however and talked to one another almost daily on the phone. Rebecca had also married an older man when she was only 19 and he had passed away two years ago of a heart attack.The two women talked in the kitchen for a long time and before they had realized it the wine was all gone and it nearly 11:30pm. "Oh my god Mary, look at the time. I must get going"Looking out the window at the heavy snow coming done Mary replied "I don't think your going anywhere tonight mom. It's. She looks up apologetically and I smile to reassure her. She cups my balls as she sinks her mouth down around my cock again. I close my eyes. I enjoy the pure sensation of my cock in her mouth. Without warning she stops. I open my eyes and Heather is lying down on the blanket. She beckons me to lie down next to her. I oblige. My arm slips around her waist as I kiss her. My foot runs up and down her leg. These are stolen moments and I know it. The time between trysts with Heather is torture. But.