I felt myself cumming again. I could not help it I did not want to but I could not stop it. As I shot my fluids into the air a second time I heard “...TOP!” and instantly the flowers stopped fucking me but they did not withdraw.I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Casswell standing over me with his feet above my head looking down at me. “Your name is Ellen, isn’t it?” he paused as if waiting for a reply then said “Oh, I know you can’t talk, none of you bitches could. The fucking flower is down your. I walked closer to his bed. For whatever reason I was careful to make no noise to wake him up.Ha-ha, as if. The sky was roaring as if the time of Armageddon had finally come. If this didn’t woke him up, my footsteps certainly wouldn’t either.I stood next to Lars’ bed. My eyes got used to the dark, and finally I was able to see him.My breath stopped for a moment.There he was.Lars only wore black boxer shorts. He had kicked off his blankets in his sleep, so there was nothing blocking my view on. What I didn't see before was her pierced nipples and her shaved pussy. She told me her pussy is a lot more sensitive being bare especially when it's being 'licked.' She told me she would be down after a shower and getting dressed . She asked me if I read her email when she was out last night. I told her, "I did." "Good, because we have a lot to discuss about me becoming a Hot Wife. Since you read about the hot wife and cuckold lifestyle we need to discuss all aspects of our lifestyle. You need. . with exception to my psychotic episode, of course."Nic laughed and squatted down in front of her, "You're welcome... and you're not psychotic, you're beautiful," he said as he pushed a strand of her hair back that had fallen in front of her eyes. He pressed a light kiss to her nose. "C'mon now, bedtime." Nic lifted the covers for Allie, and she lay down in her bed. He brought them up to her neck. "Sweet dreams honey, I'll call you tomorrow," he brushed her hair back again and placed a soft.