“Right now?” she asked, trying her best to sound less pulled than she felt. “As soon as you can.” “Give me a couple of hours to finish up he...e with the kids and I’ll head that way.“ As she hung up, something in Garret’s voice struck home with Sierra. The sad, flat tone he used along with the catch she heard in his plea caused an unfamiliar feeling in the pit of her stomach. Between family, work, and a very deep and personal battle with depression, she knew that he’d had problems in his life. Letting us focus on our mouths and chests. It was not long before Jenny erupted into a massive orgasm, and her moans were so intoxicating. They just shot me over the edge and I came so hard that I passed out. When I came to, Jenny had drained the water from the tub, and was just holding me, occasionally stroking me. I looked up at her and smiled; she smiled back and gave me a kiss. We moved to the bed, were we were about to fall asleep. But it seemed that our bodies were irresistible. We could. Getting dressed for my date etc, and also some post date “freshly fucked” interview stuff so the viewer gets a total sense of the hotwife dating experience. Ours has evolved into the real deal hotwife documentary of sorts. Early on we staged some stuff with all kinds of lighting etc, although we have never shot with “Pros” and probably never will. No “Pizza delivery guy” stuff. That is just not very interesting to me. I like real guys who are “dating” me for the sheer fun of it and it seems to. “I want YOU to tell me,” I explained. “Do some research, pick a twentieth century mathematician and tell me why he or she was so influential.” Then the bell rang. Perfect timing! Like a raft of migrating penguins they rose as one and spilled out the door with youthful Friday good cheer. As I packed up my stuff, I looked up and felt a little heart flutter to see Josh was lingering, trying to be the last to leave. Geez, get a hold of yourself Jeannie! He’s a kid! “Miss Granger,” he began, walking.