” “You mean there’s going to be more?” “Oh, hell, yes!” she said emphatically. Shayla went through her regular routine when she returned t...at evening. She parked the car in the drive and took the dog out for her walk without even checking in with me. It was a full fifteen minutes before she unlocked the interior door and walked into our kitchen. Sandra had a meal ready and I sat in front of the computer. “Well, this is nice,” Shayla said as she dropped her keys and bag on the counter. “Very. They were soft and provided a motherly comfort. I let her gown fall from her shoulders letting me see her full. She stepped back and unbuckled my pants as I stood there in awe. I was set free as she lowered my slacks to the floor. I felt as if I was being treated like a knight readied for a bath by my maidservant. She was skilled to have me bare without that awkward strip practiced in my inexperience. She stepped back letting my man press into her without a hint she remove my shirt. I was. “RICHARD” appeared on the screen shortly thereafter, her body thrashing on her mattress, her hair lightly matted with sweat as she looked over to the screen to see Rich still rubbing his hard cock under his sheet. She didn’t know how big it was, what it looked like, but she knew she wanted it in her. She wanted it in every hole, spreading and filling her; pushing her over the edge; providing her new experiences she felt confident Rich could deliver. As she grew close to another orgasm, she. We entered his house and got two pops out of his fridge before heading to his basement. We hung out and played Atari for about thirty minutes. I wasn't very good but enjoyed playing since I wasn't allowed to have an Atari. We played combat on different settings. We were laying on the carpet playing talking trash when Brett needed to go take a piss. He left and I continued to play. I was feeling comfortable hanging out with Brett. Brett returned and we played for a few more minutes. Then.