The prospect of finally having to back up all my big talk, with amatory performance, nearly reduced me to shambling, stumbling, slack jawed, incoheren...e.I stumbled along, Laurie merrily leading me on. This was good on a couple of levels. First, her anticipation of a night of romantic bliss appears to have blinded her to the fact that I was haltingly walking along with all the grace commonly associated with bit performers in some sort of Zombie Apocalypse video. Secondly, it was appropriate that. " I didn't know what else to say."It was a really great thing you did with my dad." Sure." I already said that she was welcome."I mean this past week is like we have a whole new dad. It's actually been fun to be at home." That's good." I liked hearing the positive report."I want to thank you." You just did it." I mean really thank you." Alyssa stretched out toward me. She kissed my cheek. "Really thank you." Alyssa..." I said.She reached down and grabbed the front of my pants. I gasped.I said,. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a blissful wreck for the rest of the day.Everything had been perfect with Emma. She had snuck around with Scott, Jean had pretended she didn’t know what they were doing, and when Scott returned to her filled with guilt she had been more than happy to allow him to use her any way he wished.And then Emma. This was especially true of the soles of her feet.She just kept pushing the envelope which disturbed me. When she wanted us to watch porn together, I sincerely tried to get into it, but it's just not me. What a husband and wife shared was, to me, something that was an expression of love. I'm not excited by the reduction of that to animalistic rutting. Not that I'm a prude by any means. What Kyran and I shared together, as long as it was mutually agreed on and pleasurable to both, was fine with.