“Have you seen it before, Brandy,” Cindy asking her about the movie she was watching.“No, it’s a good movie.”Cindy turned to Michael. “Wat...h the movie with her Michael, it’s only on for fifteen minutes and then walk her home. It’s too good for her to miss. I’m going up and getting into bed.”Brandy didn’t see her, but she knew that she was kissing Michael, jealous of her. He finally walked in, handsome as ever. He sat down on the couch next to her, moving closer when he heard Cindy going up the. Being new in town, I had no friends. I would go out for drinks with co-workers occasionally, but most were married or had friends to spend time with.After going to a movie, I got a taxi back home, but I decided to catch a few beers before turning in. There was a bar about two blocks away so it was in easy walking distance.I entered the bar and checked out the atmosphere of the place. Most looked like regulars.I ordered a beer and got change for the pool table. I played a couple games solo and. He’d been a real ass as a husband, which is why she’d left 5 years ago. Quite unexpectedly, she’d met Adam (her current husband) while she was still married to Shaun - and fell madly in love. Adam was the perfect husband - loving, thoughtful, romantic, and devastatingly handsome. His only fault was that he had been a virgin when they met. She had been his first and only. Never short on enthusiasm, Adam was lacking in experience and just didn’t seem to need sex as often as Ashley did. Despite. I squirmed around on the bed as my French Mistress touched every single inch of my rock-solid cock with her tongue. She gently cupped my balls in her left hand and slipped my cock into her warm mouth, slowly pushing it deeper inside, then pulling it back out. Mrs. Taylor’s hair rubbed against my skin and I gasped, placing both my hands on her shoulders as she continued to work away on me. Within moments, Wendy received another mouthful of spunk, smiling as she gratefully received every drop,.