..” She shrugged. “You know. So, you’ll go see her tonight?”“I’ll check with Vicky that it’s all right for me to be home late. It should...’t be a problem, but if she says no, I’ll let you know.”Emily nodded. After a pause, she said, “Rissa couldn’t tell me what happened in the bathroom. She says she can’t remember. Something to do with the concussion or whatever.”“That’s probably why she wants to talk to me, don’t you think?”“It might be.” The tone of her voice said she thought otherwise. After. Shit."The sounds tapered off into a desperate exhale. The wipers waved with a futile purpose on the glass, throwing water to the wind slower than the heavens replaced it."It’s always, shit. If it wasn’t it wouldn’t weigh so much. If you care to talk about it I'm listening. But I should warn you, I'm pretty good at making things worse sometimes."A puzzled expression and then a smile, small, half-forced, but nonetheless there, took purchase on their weather worn face. It didn't last long though,. I dropped my head toward the carpet, that gorgeous stiff cock in my left hand. I felt blondie press harder and I relaxed and tilted my hips toward him. He slid into me, the painful stretching of my ass turning into an extreme, full feeling as his cock passed my anus muscles and slid deeper quickly. He stopped and moaned. Oh the feeling, his dick filling me, so sweet and warm. I picked my head up and wrapped my lips around the cock that I had abandoned minutes ago. Blondie began to thrust. .. she actually ended up having 4 shots of schnapps. I knew the shots were starting to have an effect on her, so I suggested we leave the bar and go back to our house, my wife and he agreed and he followed us to the house. My wife asked me as we were pulling into the garage what should she do..... I told her to go inside and change into something sexy. She entered the house and I waited for him and then him and I entered and went into the living room. He started going through our music cd's and.