We were unable to break the deadlock of tensions in the house. Weeks on we would see each other only on the weekend only to discuss the shopping list ...nd list of things-to-do. By end of Sunday we were exhausted and had little time for each other. Both the toddlers were growing and their demands for our quality time had increased. On Saturday Pradeep will take them out and I would do the to-do-list. On Sundays I would take them out and Pradeep would do the shopping. Luckily groceries and veggies. The heat of the room combined with herarousal caused perspiration to drip from her chin and cheeks onto her chest,then the drops ran between her breasts, split as they ran around her bellybutton, and then continued to her womanhood. There, they seeped through herlight hairs, joined the juices Janet had caused to begin seeping from her andcontinued down the inside of her thighs. Diane could feel the drops movingand knew that Janet could see them as well. Janet reached down to Diane's mons,. She took her books and decided to head toward the library. Normally, she would have stopped and talked with some of her friends in the hall, but her control over herself was far from perfect, and she didn't want to think about what would happen if she ended up in the middle of a hallway orgy. She doubted that Ken would be amused, although Lea might get a chuckle out of it. Strike that. Lea would get a chuckle out of it -- Karen could feel her Goddess's approval of a hallway full of horny teens. She was totally focused on her feelings. The hand that had been making tiny circles on her bare shoulder moved down and cupped her heaving breast. The cloth of her dress was all that was between her warm flesh and his black hand. Her nipple pressed against the center of his palm. She so wanted for him to touch it bare, to play with her nipple, but he didn't, he just gently pressed against the swollen, sensitive orb.Scott saw his wife turn her head toward the black man, raise it slightly,.