Rather than risk breaking the mood while he left the stall to get a condom, Megan came up with a better idea. She gently stopped kissing him and turne... around so her back was to him and then bent over, raising her beautiful ass in the air. That was all the invitation Terry needed. Grasping his slippery soap covered cock in his hand, he directed it to her backwood and soon was pushing into her tight little ass. She moaned softly as he slowly inserted himself and was surprised that there was no. Then more footsteps up the stairs toward the master bedroom.I rushed to the spare bedroom and sat on the bed, eyes glued to the big screen TV showing images from all 6 cameras in the master bedroom. In walked my wife, followed by Sarah, then followed by the two men from the night before. I had not seen the men clothed before, they were both wearing jean shorts and muscle shirts. I actually couldn't tell which of them was who with their clothes on. Following the two men into the master. Looking down past your feet, you realized that it was actually a steep, short embankment and I was picking my way over huge rocks that led down to, now that you’d stopped to think, a tiny stretch of beach, as you heard for the first time the small ripples that washed up against the shore.You teetered down behind me until I stopped on a particularly large boulder, smoother and flatter on top than the rest. I sat carefully, tucking my cotton dress under me for some protection against the wind. .Really. When’s the last time you talked to Chloe? Wait, no, lemme rephrase that. When’s the last time you had a talk with her that didn’t end with a fight?” Emily leaned back, crossing her arms. “Okay, yeah. We have problems. Guilty. But—” “Had problems, past tense, champ,” Emily interrupted. “I realize this seems sudden for you, but you two haven’t actually really been together in... months? And, I’m not blaming you! She’s gotten weird as hell. But, really. It’s over, between you.” “Did she.