"I don't care," I told him. "That's a problem for you and them, not so much for me. I kind of like not caring!" You can stop now," Bianca told the ser...eant. "It wasn't a suggestion either! Miguel is feeling teenagery so don't make it worse." Teenagery?" I asked."I don't care. I really don't care about anything. I don't give a shit about crap," Bianca sing-songed. "It's not true or you wouldn't have asked for the guys who decided Joey's ass was community property." I wasn't going to do anything. She kept sucking me and I never went soft. She was kind of pushing me back like she was trying to deep throat me. I found out that she was really trying to stimulate Butch into doing a double on me. I was enjoying the sucking so much that I had almost forgotten about Butch, until he started thrusting again. I started to weakly fight against him but he was holding on tight. Deena acted like she didn't know what was happening and kept sucking on me. She got up and said she was sorry. I told her. She gazed back at him as she continued her journey to the rest room. Obviously both had been tremendously aroused by the situation.She was wearing a very flattering pair of jeans and she now wished she had worn something that could improve the chances of feeling his warm cock enter her aroused pussy. There was a slight line at the rest room so she waited her turn to attend to her wet pussy in private imagining his cock entering her. Unnoticed by him she gazed back at him in his seat observing. ”There was a moment of silence on the other end and I realized what I’d done. I’d vowed to not talk about Adriana with Daryl, not even mention her name. He obviously still had a pretty big thing for her. And the scary thing was that I was pretty sure she did for him, too. I wished to hell that he’d find a woman other than my wife.“Think I’ll start looking,” was all he said. I hoped he meant something other than just a bigger building.I was relieved to get off the phone with him. It’s a little.