"I was mad now. Jen was acting strangely and I almost got the feeling she was trying to cover something up. I looked at our now cold breakfast and saw...that someone had been eating on both plates."Why did you offer him my plate of food Jen? Why would you do something like that?" Oh... well... I..." You did. You offered your ex-boyfriend my food on our honeymoon. What has gotten into you anyway? I thought that you loved me and married me to be with me. Why would you offer my food to some old. In the fading light, it appeared that the ground sloped to the rear of the building allowing for a daylight basement at the rear of it. There were horses tied up in front of the building, and a shadowy stable off to one side along with a large area where wagons were parked for the night.On entering the tavern, we took a table away from the fireplace and near the back, where it was darkest. We ordered some of the local ale, but it wasn't that good, and we only tasted it occasionally. Phebe. I stimulated him. I drew out his precum. He growled, his balls twitching. He was coming closer and closer as he watched the screen. I sucked as hard as I could, wanting his jizz.“She's lifting her head,” Steve groaned. “I think she's going to fuck him right there in the theater. Yes, yes, she's wiggling her hips. She's pulling her panties out from beneath her skirt. She's handing them to him... Fuck, he's sniffing them.”Steve's dick twitched in my mouth. He should have edited Tonya to be into. She was wearing a white blouse that was semi-transparent where the material was close to her skin, and a long black skirt that came almost to the floor.John was ushered in and introduced himself to the lady of the house, whose name was Judith. He asked if there was a room he could use to change and she proceeded to show him to a spare bedroom, where he quickly undressed and emerged sporting a semi hard cock.Judith led him downstairs and after showing him where the cleaning equipment was she sat.