Sorry to be late, but I was... detained a bit," glancing back at his ride who apparently was going to wait to see his friend take off."Hey, no prob," ... responded weakly. "The problem may be this weather, though. It'll get worse before it gets better. I'd even given some thought that we might want to wait till morning before attempting Bonner's Ferry." Well, it's your call," he said, "but it means a lot for me to get there before noon tomorrow. And besides, after today I have no place to stay. They watched him from the bedroom window, She couldnt get his willingness to please her, really hated him, knew she needed to see this through, and she nervously broached Sean, "I cant see myself stomaching him much longer, I really need to destroy him, hide my mistake, I dont want, ever, to have to say,"Oh, thas my exhusband, fuck, how humiliating." Sean held her, thank God, he was a man who knew when to act it. When he whispered that it had to end like this, She was in her safe harbor, had. Patrick remained sound asleep, however. Rachael considered masturbating, but rejected the idea. Patrick’s arm was thrown across her, limiting her movement, and somehow, it seemed inappropriate, when a skilled lover was available. Maybe better to facilitate the next bout, instead. Gently lifting Patrick’s arm, moving from under it, she slipped from under the warm sheets. The room was cold. Best to see to that now, so she could restart the electric heaters. For further effect she quietly opened. I could feel pre-cum oozing out of my shaft as I watched her body almost about to explode. “Well, what do you think?” she said slowly walking up to me and laying a hand on my shoulder, looking me right in the eye.“It’s…it’s great. It’s perfect,” I said.“Really? Why thank you, Byron. That’s so sweet of you.” she said in an erotic voice.“Anytime,” I managed to say with a slight smile. “Well,” she sighed, “I should be getting out of these.” I stood frozen in my steps. She slowly began to walk.