Then he left and I'm sure had a wonderful night with Louise, I should know, she's a wonder in bed. Marge got in bed and I followed her as she moved ov...r me, dropping her lips over my cock and sucking me eagerly. Her butt was up about where my elbow was so I rubbed my fingers in the wet crevice winking back at me as she sucked me so sweetly. I pressed in as she wiggled her butt in pleasure and I began finger-fucking her while she sucked me. What a way to seal a partnership, I thought as we. I pretended that I had not seen her and continued to wank my dick. I could see that she was dressed in a long, black overcoat and boots. I had obviously succeeded in giving the impression that I hadn’t seen her because she got braver and moved closer to the window (which went all the way to the floor) giving her a perfect view of my cock. I had also a perfect view of Rose even if she thought that she was protected by the darkness outside. She put both her hands on the overcoat and started to. But the best part was after … on the ride home and later in bed as Mike and I re-talked all about that massage, the masseur and how it turned us both on. One thing that did for me, besides the obvious, was to free my mind to the possibility that fantasies are good but living them is, although maybe scary, even better. Living with Mike has allowed me to throw away all the prudish and conventional things I was afraid of and to start living and thinking more independently and freely about. Nonsense Mrs Stevens your perfectly welcome to use our makeshift pot no need to go all the way home.But wont Donny have to clean up the you know..mess? Well that will teach him not to fiddle with the toilet again wont it? and besides I dont really think he minds all that much. I suppose she replied. is now OK to use it? Donny is the pot clean? Yea Mom all clean….There… nice and clean for you take your time were doing great on this quilt be done sooner than we thought.Mrs Stevens got up and.