I got a little pissed at myself. Last year I got depressed. This year I felt myself falling into a slight depression. Other people have lives too and ...t isn't their job to make my birthday special. I know that if I asked them they would do what I wanted but I don't need a party or a cake to make me happy. I went in, did my schoolwork and studied.April stopped by and asked if I wanted to have dinner with her so we went over and had some oysters. She said she had a lot of homework but wanted to. He scolds her for getting him so hot and bothered and whispers in her ear what he is going to do to her. He kneels down behind her, continually kissing her back; reaching around to feel the wetness forming on her crotch. He reaches up and gently, slowly, teasingly grasps the waistband of her white tights. Slowly they move down her thighs. He pulls the waistband of her tights down her thighs. Her skirt has fallen down, but he slowly raises it up again leaving her tight backside and moistening. . I got excited thinking today is gong to be a good white cock sucking day for me, he said can you host and i said no. then he said i can sometimes when my wife isn't going to be home and she will be leaving out today for a couple of hours around 2:30, i got excited even more. he told me where he lives but would meet me at a shopping center parking lot and ride to his house together, he lived in nice gated community and said i have nosy neighbors and they might mention to his wife about the. So we all dressed nice and made our way to the restaurant in a corporate car. I haven’t described the other two women all that much and need to give a short intro. Nadine is another woman who grew up in New York City as Helen and I did. I’ve already described she and her husband as nearly inseparable…rarely seeing one without the other except for one nearly daily instance. Her husband Steve was a guy who was always running/jogging around the neighborhood. Anyone who didn’t know him.