It was probably just Thomas paying him a visit and checking up on his friend's health.Charles opened the front door. When he saw who it was. His heart...was beating a little bit quicker."Aren't you going to let me in!?" Ivy asked, while standing outside the front door.Ivy was dressed up in a nice pink shirt and pink mini-skirt. Her hair was tied up in a pony-tail."Oh hi!! This is a surprise," Charles cried.Charles still really didn't feel that good. Ivy's presence was going to make him ever more. Sandra walked in front of him and stopped with her back towards him. She was wearing only the red T-shit. Slowly the shirt was pulled over her head. With a wiggle of her bum, she placed it over the TV. “You can use my toothbrush,” she giggled as she hugged herself. “Don’t take too long.”As Aaron left the bathroom and turned the corner to enter the darkened room he heard, “Leave the bathroom light on. I like to see my men.” He obliged. “You know,” she asserted, “size does matter.” Aaron’s. I considered dabbing on some of my Dad's cologne, and decided against it. Mr. and Mrs. Myers would probably have wondered what the heck was going on if I showed up smelling like Snookie's prom date.I didn't go over to the Myer's house until just before supper. I didn't want to be around Snookie's parents any more than I had to that night. Once we sat down to eat, I don't think I looked up from my plate for the whole meal. I was sure that if Snookie and I made eye-contact, I would panic and. She replied “there on the TV stand” as he got off of her and went to get his stuff. Simultaneously, my wife changed positions she was now kneeling on the edge of couch with her ass up so her biker lover could stand up and take her anally. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he squirted some lube on his cock and spread it around. He took the excess lube from his hand and wiped it off between my wife’s ass cheeks. She softly moaned as Dale put his.