That is not a cliché, it really was raining. Pouring really. It was windy too and from time to time the lights would flicker. It was unsettling, but ...othing we had not seen in the past. I had spent most of the night curled up on the couch with my wife watching television. Our daughters were upstairs doing whatever it was that girls do. I was half asleep. It was around nine-thirty when there was a knock at the door. At first, I didn't notice it until there was a second knock and my wife nudged. In some respects it was like waiting for the other shoe to drop, but forced herself to not dwell on it.She was a slightly disappointed when she came home to a voice mail from Joe. It seemed his trip had been extended and would last another week. He made it clear that he was still pissed. Sarah made good use of the delay. She packed his stuff and stacked it in the garage. He never used the garage, so he wouldn't know until she lowered the boom. While Sarah was ready to toss him out, she had. Bobby was shuddering, close to exploding. I lowered my face to Susan’s belly, inching up until Bobby’s penis touched my lips at the end of every thrust down the valley of her cleavage. I opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue to lick the head of his cock at the end of every stroke. “Now,” I said, “fuck my girlfriend’s tits and cum in my mouth.”Susan thrust her finger all the way up Bobby’s ass then. He gasped and stiffened, then began to thrust harder. I moved up until my face was between his. Neither husband objected and John was off to a flying start.Bill was a little older than Jacob, and his hair had begun to show traces of gray. However, people began to notice that his hair was turning back to its original very dark brown. Bill was teased unmercifully about dying his hair, though there was nothing around for him to use. The reason for the color change was not found, and it was eventually ignored, which made Bill very happy.Abner was much older than most of the men, and he had a.