.. Roger swung his feet off the bed and crossed to the closet and put on his heavy terrycloth bathrobe. He wouldn't blame her if she left him now, if ...he divorced him, even if she brought criminal charges against him. He deserved it.He went to the bedroom door and opened it. The apartment was silent. Had she already gone? Had she fled the house sometime during the night, gone home to her parents in Menlo-Atherton? Oh God, God... He went along the hallway and pushed open the bathroom door. The. She then gently bit on my nipple while her hands ventured from the tip of my dick towards my balls, playing with them.Being currently sandwiched between Miss Jenna at my back and Mrs Patel on my front proved to be a great turn on for me as I was moaning in pleasure. Mrs Patel continued to shower me with her kisses, her hand stealthily guided Miss Jenna’s throbbing dick to my ass. I can feel her tip trying to penetrate my twitchy asshole. With less of a warning, she thrust her hip, her dick. This was the difference in their natures, Keylani the spitfire, Alana was the tranquil one. It was not that Alana didn’t get upset or angry, she was strong-willed and fiercely loyal to her friends and family. It was simply that Alana’s nature was gentle and she’d often won people to her way of thinking by her kindness and beautiful spirit. Alana took her sister’s hand and led Keylani to the King-sized bed. Even the bed reflected Alana’s sense of sensuality, it was covered with satin sheets she. I don’t even know what made me think of it or even do it...but I went over to stand behind the curtain where my mom was. I leaned down and grabbed the end of her dress and carefully snagged it around the hooks that were lined along the bottom of the curtain. Any second I thought my mom was going to notice and turn around, so I hurried back to the lighting panel. But the thing was, my mom didn’t notice. From her silhouette through the curtain, I could see she was still standing onstage and.