But with no proof or acknowledgement from me, he pushed the thought of any tampering away, taking another sip. Fuck it felt good seeing my husband in...est his own sons cum! I was even more horny now, especially knowing that after all the teasing and showing off of my legs and ass, our two guests were most certainly going to be keeping a careful eye on me. I was determined to flirt with Chris even more now, make them eat their hearts out before the night was over. To start, I casually propped. I could feel the euphoric effects of what ever had just happen starting to slip away as I seemly returned to my body. I watched her get dressed and clean the rods with a wipe and put them away in their case and the case into her purse. I was starting to regain some motion and feeling to my body when I noticed my cock still seemed to be leaking come onto my leg. I looked over at the Tv screen and saw the opening band doing a sound check, when I looked back, Trinity was gone. As I sat there. Xantina held out her hand to her granddaughter. “Come sit with me. I want to teach you some very nice things.” **** Brina hung up the phone, wearing a smug smile. “Veronica didn’t even know anything about it. Her husband is going to have to consider his vote carefully, if he doesn’t want to eat boiled grass and sleep alone.” “I don’t know if we have enough time,” her father remarked, and then sighed. Brina sat down at the table next to him. “Well, we’re going to try.” “So, what brought Kia. He walked into living room and being a bit drunk I checked him out. Henry was huge, in all aspects. He was easily 6’4” and towered above me, even when I was in high heels. He worked out everyday, as he liked to boast so often, so he was muscle-bound. Thick legs, thick arms, broad shoulders, I couldn’t suppress a smile checking out his butt; he must have liked squats, like me.He sat on the couch and looked up at me, momentarily glancing at my breasts. I remembered I wasn’t wearing a bra and his.