As he stuck his tongue into Ann’s mouth, he imagined it was Natalie’s mouth. This caused the blood to constrict a bit more in his penis and he gr...w ever harder. His thrusts became a little more forceful. The feeling of his sister’s nipples rubbing his chest, the tight, heavily lubricated pussy rhythmically squeezing his entire cock, and the thought of being watched by this gorgeous friend of Ann’s was quickly bringing William to a rapidly approaching explosive orgasm. All too soon, Ann. I certainly hoped that this would explain what I had found upon arriving home.It was a letter from Sharon.Rob,You are a bastard of the first order. Angela saw you going into the Holiday Inn, room 104, over on the Interstate. That was at noon two days ago, you were with some blonde dressed like a business woman. I described your PA, Pamela, and she said that she looked kind of like what I described. So how long have you been fucking Pam? Ever since she became your secretary ten years ago? If not. ”“You think so?”“I’d be your number one fan,” he said, giving her another good kiss.“Britney and Amber say I should try out for Canadian Idol when I turn sixteen.”“Count me in. You’ll always have my support. I’ll always be your number one fan no matter what you do for a living. Your talent is matched by your incredible beauty,” They looked into the other’s eyes and touched foreheads together.“I love you Brad...,” she said softly, those three powerful words trailing off.“Oh, shit ... shit, shit,. He got a wistful look on his face. "Still ... it'd be a hell of a way to go."We worked hard that day. I know it seems strange to get five houseguests and put them all to work reroofing the house, but it was different with that bunch of women. Not only did they not mind, they had a lot of fun doing all that work. Actually, the hardest part of the job was unloading the pickup at the dump. There was no way to use tools that we could think of, so that meant that somebody - Denise and Beth in this.