She waved a hand towards the couch by the window and then turned her attention to the file that she had open on her desk.?John,? she said, ?so glad th...t you could make it. I have already talked to your wife, but every story of relationships has two sides to tell. I am eager to hear yours and then I can put together a strategy for bringing the two sides together for a productive series of therapy sessions and treatment. Everything that you say here is strictly private between you and I so do not. Mike had drank four cups of the coffee, and Misti had drank 3. Michael got up and went to the sink and rinsed his cup out, and placed it on the drain board to use later. MIsti followed suit. They walked back to the bedroom, stripped off their clothes, put them in a hamper, and Mike turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature. At times like these, a nice hot shower would clear his mind, relax him, physically AND mentally, allowing him to think more clearly. Misti had her OWN ideas about how. “You should see the credit limit I have on the cards my husband gave me.”“I was thinking about a different line of credit,” he said.“Well, that can be arranged,” I said, the tingles from my pussy burning through my body. I would do anything to see my daughter win.My left hand reached out, my wedding ring sparkled as I pressed against the tattoo artist’s crotch. He was a rough man. Strong. I felt his cock hardening through his jeans as my gaze flicked up and down his body. He had sleeve tattoos. Not too much had changed, the voluptuous ladies were deeper in to kissing and feeling each other up while the prim and proper businesswoman, had removed her jacket and was sitting playing with her breasts and nipples. I saw Sharon sitting between the two grannies who had spread her legs and were stoking them at the knee and the two younger girls had removed there tight tops and were teasing the boy on the leash who was now sitting on his mistresses knee.I could feel my cock leaking pre-cum into.