If there were two cars parked up, I would know Pete had invited Steve round and they would most likely be down in the basement room watching porn when...i got home. That there would be hussle and chat downstairs as I came in and they would come and join me upstairs chatting casually as if they had just been down there chatting about work and drinking beer.And that was pretty much as it played out, I was home later than I had thought, closer to 8 than 7 and they were both downstairs. I waited in. Or at least mess around with her, maybe a blowjob or a nice make out session. Anyway, Becky had a fight with her husband, and was staying at our house for a couple of days until things blew over. I had a comp day off one of those days and my wife was at work...Becky was there so we chatted for a while, sitting on the couch then we got to flirting. I moved closer to her and put my arm around her shoulders...she snuggled in closer we made eye contact and then we kissed. A nice long sensual. In the confusion of half–sleep he gradually discerned the muezzin’s call.Khozem rolled from the bed as he tried to capture remnants of his dream. In his white cotton pajamas, he dizzily stumbled to the bathroom and had a good look in the mirror. He thought about trimming his beard and plucking some of his nose hairs. Rather than rushing to the big mosque on campus, he decided to say prayers in his room. Out of the faucet sputtered a rusty sprinkle. He recited aloud:“In the name of Allah The. Not much traffic and no crossdresses in site; I started to get cold feet. Then I saw I gurl come out and walk toward the area where I had parked. Turned out she was parked next to my car. When she notice me sitting there she motioned for me to roll down my window.“Hi sugar,” she said. “You going inside and suck a few cocks.”“Ya, thinking about doing just that in a bit. Never been here before how is the action inside.”She giggled and rose up so I could the front of her blouse. It had several.