He shook his head and concentrated on finding the chocolate and marshmallows. "Hi. Shower's yours if you want it." Emma stood in the hallway and looke... up at him with wide brown eyes. She wore a plain white robe over a red nightshirt, and her dark hair hung in damp waves to her shoulders. "What?" She felt self-conscious when he frowned. "Nothing." Luke reached out and toyed with a lock of her hair. To him, she was perfect, but when he made himself look, he saw how old the robe was and how. She she wouldn't mind but only if I was present, one night shortly after that we had invited him to the house to check out a movie. As we sat on the sofa she began to lean a little toward him, one thing led to another he began to rub on her thigh. I could tell it excited her and after a few minutes he had moved his hand up her inner thigh, she looked over at me and I just nodded. She asked if he wanted to take it to the bedroom and stood up taking him by the hand to the bed room. As he went. For an instant, she wasn’t sure how she felt about being struck. As the sting in her cheek slowly gave way to heat, she had no doubt that she liked the new experience. “Is that what you wanted, whore?” I calmly asked her. “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir,” She replied. “Continue,” I sternly ordered. Jessica deep throated me till my balls were ready to be emptied again. Just before I exploded, she grabbed Heather’s head, pulled her own mouth off my cock, and replaced it with Heather’s. Heather. I hung out there, then circulated around the house, taking some time to talk to Josh and Mary and catch up. They were both doing great in the DC area, and both very happy with their jobs - she at the State Department, and he as a lecturer at Georgetown.Around 11:20pm I found Al and asked him to come to my study so we could talk.“What’s up?” he asked.“I have a question for you about a friend. And yes, this really IS about a friend.”He chuckled, “OK. It’s about a friend. What’s the issue?”“If.