When you let me in you are wearing your usual sleepwear, a tank top and thin pants. Your nipples are already poking out. You follow my gaze."It's just...because it a little cold in here," you tease.I'm wearing a t-shirt and shorts ... it's warm in your room.We sit on the couch, drink our beers and just talk. Most of the conversation is work related, discussing how the job went, what remains to be done when we get back to the office, etc. When the beers are finished I take your face in my hands. "Tim, are you awake?" he said. I still did not answer. Danny then got out of bed & left the room. I quickly got up & followed thinking I would just have to listen through the bathroom door. Danny did not go to the bathroom, he went into the room Chuck was sleeping in. I could hardly see in the dark as Danny shook Chuck saying, "Chuck. Chuck wake up Chuck." Chuck sleepy asked, "What's wrong?" Danny said, "Nothing, I just wanted to know if you wanted to fuck me!" I almost died. Here. As I had a large house all to myself, my wife having died some years earlier, I suggested that Carol could use one of my spare bedrooms for the time being. She looked relieved at my offer, and thanked me with a kiss and a promise of something more tangible later on.About eighteen months after she had moved back home, Carol was given a well-earned promotion by her employer. With the significant increase in salary that came with her new position, she could afford the mortgage repayments on a. Oh, she’s close, he can tell! Her pupils are dilated as she begins to move beneath him, her hands pulling him deeper, her moans becoming louder and coming from deeper in her chest. “Please, Sir! May I cum?” she gasps feeling the pain becoming overwhelming pleasure. “My precious little slut, do you want to cum?” Driving hard and deep into her, he feels his balls tighten. He presses his fingers on her clit, enjoying the feeling of her pussy contracting around him. “Oh yes, Sir, I want to!.