Brittany pulled out her phone and began to text.“Where R U?” It only took a second for Tre'’s answer to flash back: “Walk 2 the bathroom. Knoc... 3 times! ;D”Brittany couldn’t believe what she was about to do. She was so private. So high class. And now she was walking toward a rest room in a Starbucks about to do who-knows-what! “This can’t be happening,” she thought to herself. Yet with each step, she felt herself getting more excited. More tense.More wet.Approaching the rest room door, she. She then proceeded to go through the cycle of licking and sucking his protruding cock until she had the mouthful she was trying for. Throughout this process, though, she raised her head and glanced at Harley who was giving his chosen mistress his complete attention despite Helen crouching next to him, petting him and whispering to him. Juli then stood and stripped out of her shorts, blouse, bra, and panties. Then she moved into position on her hands and knees. Cody didn’t require anything more. On the few occasions that she didn’t cum when we made love she was philosophical about it. ‘Just loving you is enough, Scott. I don’t need to orgasm to enjoy loving you, you know.’ What a woman. Our lives were almost perfect. There were arguments and disagreements along the way but generally speaking life was good. We had been teaching for five years when the first cracks appeared. I was so in love that I ignored them for quite a while. We discussed children again. Jane said she wasn’t ready. Course she made me wear a rubber. Says that with all the cum I shoot, it fills her to overflowing and that cum and blood stains make it hard to remove from the sheets. I told her to buy new fucking sheets but she would rather I wear a condom.Apr 1 2005Ok, got some really worrisome information at work. Seems that both May and Aimee are pregnant. Just long enough that Christmas would almost be the right time. Fuck. Not sure if this was a April fools joke on me, though I'm not sure who would know.