‘Any time. That’s what friends are for. Do you mind if I come over to your place? I’ve got a meeting this evening and I don’t want to drive al... the way home and back.’ ‘Sure, I was headed there anyway.’ ‘Great. As my way of saying thanks I’ll make us something for lunch.’ When they’d gotten to his apartment, Paul dropped his bag at the door and went to shower while Toni went to the kitchen to start lunch. When he got out Toni was standing in the kitchen finishing up the sandwiches and sodas she. My one hand was now between my legs, rubbing my fully swollen clit.I was not thinking from the stand point that that was my son fucking, it was just a cock that should be in here…as I stabbed as deep into my cunt as I could while rubbing my clit with my thumb.Any pretense of him oscillating his hips were now gone…he was just pounding, hard and long strokes as deep as he could into her.She was back to gulping air, her fingers digging into Mark’s shoulder. He definitely did not care.Just a few. They were about tocall again when two LA County Sheriff's Office cruisers stopped outsideand demanded to know who they were and why they were there. Jo andPhyllis smelled something fishy and asked why they were there themselves.The deputies didn't appreciate being challenged that way but stopped asthey saw that Kennedy was talking with someone on the phone and wasn'tlooking like she liked what she was hearing. Their small standoff lasteduntil Kennedy announced, "The house's supervisor called. --- The next was Saturday, and everybody was home. I went over to help Bill split a cord of firewood he had picked up that morning. We took turns running the splitter, and stopped for a break when it ran out of gasoline. “So, what did you think?” Bill was a little awkward at first, but he warmed up with some encouragement. He liked the view, and acknowledged my wife looked even better without clothes on. He asked if my wife was on birth control, and I admitted she was not. Bill was.