He laid on the floor in front of the TV and fantasized about Patty, his cock remained semi-hard. He heard when Mandy took up her guitar and began to p...actice an Adele song. She wasn’t too bad, a bit off tempo and she kept backing up to where she lost the rhythm. The bedroom door muted her voice and the music so he went back to watch and listen while she practiced. He opened her door and stuck his head in, Mandy looked up, smiled an invite then went back to strumming. She was sitting on the. We weren't sure what to tell them, so we said that you were just exhausted and your husband was taking you back to the suite to put you to bed."Then Jonathan North said, "But the nightclub manager and the concierge didn't buy the exhaustion story. So I explained to them about the attack and that you were still trying to recover emotionally. They were very understanding and sympathetic, as well as impressed that you were still able to give such a great performance."His wife Barbara added, "After. Then I ran my hand over her clit and gave it a slight rub. All I could think of was burying my cock deep in her warm pussy. That’s when the door opened and her roommate came back. Damn! We quickly pretended as if we were just fooling around and I had to hide my hard dick until it finally got limp.I stayed at hers till the night when all campus residents were about to go to sleep. At that point of time I was extremely horny. Her roommate girl went to bed and we decided it was time for us to. It was some old pick-up truck. But as I turned around, the brake lights lit up the dark air as the driver slowed to a quick stop and pulled over. I slowed my walking. I didn't recognize the truck, which is unusual around here. There are a lot of trucks, of course, but this was is not from around here. It has Nevada plates on it.I actually stopped walking just a few feet from the back of the truck. I waited for what seemed like severl minutes, but I know it could only have been a few.