I remember the dinner party you threw last night. I remember enjoying the party and the company, perhaps a little too much wine, but enjoyed that too.... look around and you are not up yet. I use the bathroom, then clean up a little and head towards your bedroom to see if you are awake.I quietly open your door and peak in. You lie in bed, I can tell you are naked under the single sheet, lying on your side, looking so beautiful. Without a thought, I enter your room and walk to your bed. looking. "Good night, I love you," my husband said. "Good night, I love you too," I hung up."AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jerome was really fucking me now. "What has gotten into you Jerome? Again? Oh my god! That feels so good fuck me baby, AHHHHHHHH!" I couldn't stop moaning. "You telling your husband you were fertile," he said. "Telling him he would have to wait until next month to knock you up, with my black cock in your pussy." Talking to my husband telling him I was fertile with Jerome's cock buried in my pussy. I curiously seemed to be getting a crush on Alice, but that was impossible. Crushes were for kids with pimples who have to be home by midnight. I was an old fart. I didn't do crushes. Then again, who the fuck knows?I spent a few extra seconds fingering her asshole. Alice giggled as I continued bathing her. If I could get my bunkmate excited and clean at the same time, why not? Efficiency can be pleasant as well as effective.She turned over on her back as I finished wiping her toes, and smiled.. He repeated the action on her left leg but this time he brushed the back of his hand against her swelling clit. She looked around for the other officer, but hed since returned to the drivers seat in the squad car. Since her mouth may have already got her in deeper than necessary, she bit her tongue about his deliberate contact and tried to remain still. He ran his hands over her hips and ass, then slowly roamed over her sides and stomach, stopping just shy of her breasts. Anger had been.