It’ll probably take a few days to go away.” “Isn’t there anything to make the pain go away?” “Well, I guess you could put some ice on it. ...hy don’t you go back to your room and I’ll bring you an ice pack.” “Can I sleep in your bed tonight, Uncle Bob.” “I think you’re a little too old for that, Winnie.” “Please, Uncle Bob. I’d feel a lot better, especially after today.” Whenever we had a fight, Winnie would feel insecure. It had gotten better with age, but she would probably never completely get. He sounded as if he was not quite sure he believed what he was seeing.Jeff said, "I apologize for the poor quality of the recording. That's one of the reasons I had Tawney call you. I want to get some good, clear footage and I needed another cameraman."Barry asked breathlessly, "Can I get a copy of that?"Jeff said, "I don't know, man. If this disk gets out of my hands I lose my power over her. This way I have all the power. I own both their asses. I'm not giving Tawney to you. I'm letting you. My wife didn’t want to disappoint him as she once again began to suck on his beautiful cock. A few minutes later my wife got onto on all fours on the bed. “Michael, I want you to fuck me from behind.” Michael knelt down behind my wife’s ass as his hands explored her nice round ass. My wife reached down in between her legs and guided his cock into her already stretched out pussy. She then turned back toward him and said, “I want you to fuck me hard Michael!” Michael began to slam his cock. See you at seven."Promptly at seven the door bell rang. It was a different Eve that stood there. The chic, the confidence had gone. In place of the glamour there was a woman, still beautiful, but with an aura of wretchedness, and tension. I opened my arms and Eve rushed straight in to be held close. This was not desire, nor any vestige of lust; it was comfort of one to the other. I kicked the door closed with my heel all the time maintaining the hold I had around Eve. I felt her relax a little.