Yesterday she jogged in spent the whole day together fucking he never went to work and in the afternoon they fell asleep. It was getting late I knew h...s wife would be home soon. So I called his wife and warned her, so she called her husband woke him up to tell him she was on her way home but running a little late. They striped the bed and remade it got dressed and his lover was going out the back door as the wife was coming in the front door. I said wow, he said he followed the woman home. She. Justine giggled and slapped Kevins cock lightly. Kevin seemed pretty drunk and increasingly horny. Justine stood and walked over to my sofa. She sat down next to me, squeezing in between my thigh and the arm of the sofa. What about you, Shaun? Justine asked. She put her hand on my crotch and looked into my eyes. Hey! Youre not even hard, She said, surprised. Before I could stop her, Justine unzipped my jeans and pulled them down like Kevins until they were around my knees. Sure enough, I wasnt. I think the trouble with Druella started when I caught her giving blow jobs to the gangster types that hung out on the corner of our side street making lewd comments about the young girls walking by or on their bicycles. I thought that most of them were jerks but it seemed like that was the modus operand for "cool guys" and just about all the girls twittered and tingled the more they made filthy gestures and called out dirty names. I was more the "altar boy" type but it didn't mean I wasn't. "I couldn't get to the bathroom," she explained."No," I agreed, "Did you enjoy your food?" I hoped Perkins had fed her."It was disgusting, what was it?" she asked."It's very nutritious, my Labrador "Patch" loved it," I explained, "But you see if you behave like a bitch you eat dog food."I thought she would throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her ruined shirt."You can't keep me here!" she protested."Actually, I rather think I can." I contradicted her,.