His partner kept calling him, wanting to know what he could do to help, wondering when he would be coming back to work. Michael shook his head and wa...ked into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator he was not surprised to find it empty. Slumping into one of the chairs at the table littered with old mail, condolence cards and ancient Chinese food the tears began to flow again. It was hard to remember when he had been happy, when everyday was not just a swirling maelstrom of unyielding suffering.. I scream, and my orgasm is immediate, so I keep on screaming as the waves rush over me. I can feel my pussy muscles contracting on Kyle’s hard cock, and those sensations and my screams bring him over the edge as well. I feel him jerk inside me, and the hot rush of cum shoots into my pussy, then drips out and runs down my legs, washed away by the warm water of the shower. Kyle’s hands are still rubbing all over me when he slips his softening cock out of me and turns me around to kiss him. Now. He hoped either his mom or Kathy was in the mood for a good fucking when he got there. Michael realized that sooner or later things would not go as good as they had been going lately. At the moment he had everything going for him, two sexy women at his beck and call. A piece of ass whenever he desired or even both of them at once. This thought made his cock harder than ever. He was glad that he as now only a few minutes from home. When Michael walked into the house he did not hear anyone. He panicked slightly. ‘Go on say it.’ He stuttered, ‘I-I had c-crazy thoughts.’ She goaded, ‘Come on say it.’ Fletch hung his head and muttered he’d thought a strapless bra and crotchless panties. God his reputation of being a loser would now lift to become ‘a vile loser’. ‘Rather inadequate for the garden don’t you think?’ Fletch looked up to find she was smiling. ‘Y-you have humor.’ ‘Oh thank you Fletch. That’s my first big compliment from a male in many a day not counting your willingness to.