The renewed foot-worshipping caused her strawberry-feet to get more slippery. About six minutes of fucking later, Nina’s asshole was gaping about th...ee-quarters of an inch. I pulled out and got up on the sofa beside her, kneeling at her left side. I offered Nina her sweet anal juices, combined with my precum; with the package of my hungry cock. Nina accepted the offer, hungrily sucking and slurping my member. She ran her tongue from my balls up to the cockhead tip. I further tried to deepthroat. I could see the crotch of her slacks pushed up, forming a slight camel toe.She quickly excused herself and went to the ladies room. Bob was smiling.**********On the drive home, Christine quietly told me I was right. “About what?” I asked.“About Bob,” she said. “Did you see what he did?”I lied and told her that I only saw her leave to go to the restroom. I told her I was worried about her because she was gone for a bit.She then told me how he fingered her through her slacks. How he pushed up so. I hadn't realized what a pain in the ass it was when someone whined so much. However, I did realize how incredibly patient Ben was with me, because every time Samantha whines she reminds me of myself when I was with Ben. No wonder he took the hell off and left me – hell, I drove him away with my whining.We're all settled in for the night, I just begin to drift off to sleep when, talk about whining, Samantha whispers, "Stacy, are there bears up here?"Her question reminds me of a joke Ben played. It took five days, and that was just rushing a shell up. While he was singing about the white picket fence it appeared in sections, and when he got to the line about two dogs, a cat, and all the kids they could stand, first the dogs and cat appeared on the porch. followed by two boys and a small girl, each holding a pet. The scene changed and the house was surrounded by mature bushes and trees, with two old people sitting in a porch swing holding hands while the sun set behind them. It was.