As he expected, she wasn’t wearing anything under it and, before she could do or say anything, he shoved his already-hard cock into her. Lana was al...ost as horny as Bobby. She had been debating whether she wanted to stay home and make love with him, or meet her friends at the mall, and hadn’t really decided, although making it with Bobby kept looking better and better the more she thought about it. As a result of her thoughts, she was wet and ready when he walked into the bathroom and took her. When we sat down, I held both of her hands in mine."First, I want you to know that I do love you, and I guess I probably always will. But, mostly, I love the idea of you. I don't even know you that well, only through Kate. Kate really loves you. Not the idea of you, but all of you. I kept trying to come up with some way that you and I could be together, but I couldn't think of one. That's when I realized that what we really had in common, and shared, was that we both loved Kate. We were both. She came to where he had lain down and bent over him, petting his head."Come on, lover... aren't you hungry? Are you that put-out with Karen?"Her sounds were soft and warm as always, but they didn't satisfy him as they had in the past. The rope stood between them, and the young, possessive housewife in her unnatural love, felt his displeased indignation. It would take a little time, she reasoned as she gazed lovingly down at him. Soon, he'd be used to it, as he would've been by now had she done. ”I felt like I was in information overload, not knowing what to further ask or say on this subject, and so I decided to change tracks.“What other hobbies do you have?” I finally asked.“Art. I have a good collection of paintings, mostly abstract, and some beautiful sculptures,” Eddie informed me.“Cool, I love art,” I honestly replied.“What are your further plans for the day?” he inquired.“Nothing,” I answered, before processing the question properly.“Well, come to my place and I show you around..