"What's wrong?" McKayla asked, seeing me there fidgeting.Nearly in tears, I couldn't bring myself to speak. Then she noticed a couple of boxes on the ...loor next to me. I had put all of her things in the boxes, figuring that she would leave me.Her face paled, the blood draining out. "Are you breaking up with me?" No!" I exclaimed. Breaking up with her was the last thing I wanted. "No ... it's not that..." What is it, sweetie?" she sat down next to me and took my trembling hands.I took a deep. "Just a little bit higher George. Mmmmm. Please George higher." She was getting hot but this wasn't getting her off. Jack found a little bubble of male pride well up inside as he consider himself better at oral sex than George. "C'mon, lick it, please." She was frustrated for sure.George rose and knelt between her thighs. He pushed her legs obscenely wide in a wide "V". "Sit up and guide me in. No use your other hand. I want you to watch as my cock enters your cunt." She took his hard cock in. Ready?" As I'll ever be, I suppose."They walked in the back door, into the kitchen."Well if it isn't the birthday girl and her escort, Studley!"Sophia laughed. "Hi, Jess." Hi, Jess", Warren chimed in. "Where can I put this?" He held out a bag."What's in it?" My world famous chip dip."Jessie laughed. "Warren, you're such a nerd." She paused. "Is it good dip?"Sophia interjected, "I can answer that. It's fabulous. Be nice to him, I told him to make a batch."Jessie laughed, "Alrighty then. Put it. I eyeballed her fingers -- thick, like the rest of her, and not bearing any rings at all -- and she watched me like a hawk, catching the move and recognizing it for what it was. Neither of us looked at a damned thing until after we’d passed one another, at which point we both stopped and pretended to examine some product while eyeing each other sidelong from a distance of thirty feet. She actually backtracked to do real shopping while I loitered over the canned chow mein. Each of us pretended.