"Really. Did he call himself Kris?" Yes. He caught me in the shower. With Roxy giving me a blow job." I thought that you two were quits." We are. She ...as trying to convince me to take her back. No dice, of course. Then this Kris shows up and believe me buddy, some of the things that he said to me. Well, lets say they were rather graphic." About Lauren, right?" Garth said softly as he watched some young boys toss the basket ball around."Yes and granting her Christmas Wish." Jeremiah replied. After a few minutes she shifted sideways, pulling me with her, so that I was on top, thrusting in and out of her as fast as I could whilst doing my best to stop an orgasm building too soon. So I could thrust deeper, she pulled her legs up so her shoes were above her head, and began fingering her clit, her moaning rendering her instructions to be fucked harder more and more incoherent. "I'm gonna cum soon, Mrs. Woodcock, I mean Chantelle," I gasped when I sensed things getting close to out of my. He didn't say he did not care about me at all. He just left. I had no idea where he was or where he would go.It was beyond obvious that he was angry. He had a right to be. Despite my good intentions, I had royally screwed up. If he had done that to me, he would have been lucky to find me only angry. I would probably have been in a near murderous rage. I would have visited revenge on him until he wished he had never met me.How could I have been so stupid? Cheryl had repeatedly warned me to talk. His big cock was standing tall and throbbing. I placed my hand around his throbbing cock. John rose from the bed, “I would know those lovely hands anywhere,” he said as he took the blindfold off.“Honey you all sweaty, I think you have had enough,” I replied as I found a towel next to the bed and started to wipe the sweat from him.John looked to a small chalkboard over the bed. I looked at it as well there were 12 dashes on it. John looked at me and he smiled as he asked, “Care to be 13.”I could.