It had been at least an hour since my mother closed her door, and I still couldn't get my mind off what was lying on the living room couch. I needed t... take a leak, so I left my bedroom and went into the bathroom. On the way back I passed the living room and saw the light from the television still on. I also heard Abigail snoring. It threw me at first; I hadn't realized women could snore like that. I thought I'd be a good boy and turn the TV off, but when I entered the living room and looked. With the lotion I worked my way down Barb's front spending what was probably a full 10 minutes around her pubic area and thighs, bringing her to climax before again squatting next to her, this time facing east, to finish her legs and feet. My erection was clearly in view to the couple off to the east. Barb sat up, took the bottle, and said "Your turn." I laid down on my stomach and she sat on my legs, rubbing lotion into my shoulders and arms. When she leaned over and stretched to do my arms, I. He kisses me again as my orgasm subsides, and he gently sets me on the floor. Then he takes my hand and leads me over to the bed, laying me down on my back and lying on his side next to me. He kisses me again, softly, and moves his lips down my neck and over my breasts, stopping to suck on each nipple. Then he climbs on top of me, supporting himself with his arms. I spread my legs wide on either side of him with my knees bent, and he pushes his cock into me again. He fucks me slowly, like he’s. ‘Cheers, but I’d still take contracts over tax law any day,’ It was true, I’m a wiz at contracts and have made a small name for myself in the firm for being able to pick up on tiny details which could make or break the entire case. Gwen, on the other hand, was a genius at all things financial. ‘It’s not my fault numbers just make sense to me,’ ‘You should have been an accountant, you could have made a fortune on the sly,’ I couldn’t help but let a yawn escape my lips. It’d been a long week and.