When his father came home that night, he had Jeff help him carry in the bags of groceries, which were mostly the food for their picnic and some last-m...nute things for Thanksgiving. Greg had decided that they would make submarine sandwiches with the works, so he had bought half a dozen different types of deli meats, four different kinds of cheeses, and of course, sourdough French bread, which was Brit's favorite. He then sat down with the three of them and made plans for Friday, Saturday, and. She was 110% at fault. To this day, she has never admitted that she was to blame. If it had not been for the k.i.d.s being at home and in school & the financial devastation a divorce would have caused, I would have left. During our married life, I have never looked at another women nor considered having sex with one. However, about a month after this disagreement and things being still very strained at home, I was at the grocery store picking up milk one day. Heading towards the dairy section,. "Should we go to the address?" asked Alex. "It's down by the warehousedistrict." Why not," Chris said. "We've all taken self defense classes. We're oldenough to take care of ourselves."The next morning was Saturday and they had no classes. Sam was dressedin a blue tank top and sweats when she met her friends outside the dormhouse. Chris had on white blouse with a black jacket, skirt and opentoe pumps while Alex had on a purple dress, stockings and pumps. "Whoseare we taking?" Sam asked."Mine,". "Keep sucking him." Patty urged. "He'll let you know when he's close, then you can watch him shoot." Debbie worked on my cock, expectedly amateurish, of course, but it felt great anyway. "I'm ready." I said. "Stop sucking, Debbie." Patty instructed. "Just use your hand, stroke him, gently." "Stay close, you'll be surprised." Debbie ran her hand up and down my slick shaft, still glistening from Patty's love honey, and her saliva. Only a few strokes later, I grunted, and came, shooting semen all.