He would make inappropriate advances to women in the pub and egg the other guys to hit on other women if their spouses weren’t there. In time Tim d...d come to know that overall, Mark really was an ass. It was only due to the past kindness Mark had shown and interest in the other guys' lives that kept Tim meeting them on Friday nights.The group had shown such concern and were there when his mother died, though none of them had ever met Cynthia. That kindness had meant a lot to Tim.After. Harolds pink tongue wetted his lips as he thought about moving her shirt so that he could circle her nipple while he sucked and bit the other one to illicit moans from her young mouth. His left hand idly stroked his throbbing dick as he gently began to pinch and circle his daughters nipple. When he saw that his playing had brought her nipple to make a visibly small tent under her shirt, he moaned lightly and went back to circling the hard bud with more vigor. In her sleep, Lauryn had begun to. ." Ummmm, yes, tomorrow sounds fine. How about lunch?" You read my mind. How about Alfredo's over on Rosemont?" Ooooh, now who's reading who's mind. They have a house salad to die for." Okay, tomorrow it is. Say about twelve-thirty?" I'll see you then."Sondra felt conflicted as she hung up. Her curiosity, especially the erotic overtones about the society which Brenda had teased her with was again aflame, Sondra titillated to know more. Yet there were also sinister overtones from Brenda's tone. Seconds after that Matt moaned out loudly and before Karen could say anything to him about cumming inside her Matt’s cock began to explode inside her pussy. He filled her pussy with his cum as he finally pulled his cock out of her a few minutes later. His cum began to ooze from her pussy as she quickly ran into the bathroom to clean up. She couldn’t afford to leave any evidence that she had been with Matt that night before going home. The following week Karen and Matt were once again working.