That was the night, as I remember. We ended the night, Mari and I, talking about the old days--which was sort of the real purpose of the trip, in a wa...--and slept together as friends on the couch, her C-cup bra left out on the coffee table.A few times in the night, I woke up with a buzz while Marissa snored. I kissed her lightly on the face. Like old times.It didn't start getting weird until the next morning when we all woke up, hungover. Tom was making pancakes in the kitchen. That helped with. Stig sat down opposite smiling, he had just blown me away, and at such an early age, he must surely feel powerful at the impressive thing, indeed the feeling he has given me not to mention the state I finished up in, on my bum with my panties still half way down my thighs.I looked at the large clock on the wall, mentally noting I had been here just over fifteen minutes, so I got up and steadied myself, the orgasm still making me woosie, 'You off then Mariel?''Fuck Stig, what have you done to. He bit my tits again too. Jake learned quickly. I came in a gush. Jake kept hammering inside me until every bit of my climax was over. I kissed him, sucking his tongue into my mouth. Jake was still hard when he pulled out of my sloppy pussy. I asked Jake to help me sit on my desk. I laid on my back and pulled my legs back into my tits. “Ever fucked a woman’s ass before Jake,” I asked. Jake’s cock twitched. I knew he was mine. I told Jake to use the hand lotion in my purse to lube up his. She felt like she was always the one wearing the pants. She had given serious thought to divorcing Mike but when she talked to her attorney, she was informed that Mike would likely get half of everything she had and under the wrong circumstances she might have to pay him spousal support! The one thing that Melanie loved more than herself was her money. She quickly dropped the idea but still she wanted him to leave!One day she had enough and decided to confide in her best friend, Diana. Diana.