It was only a little after nine, but I had meant to be home by now. I found my clothes and hurriedly put my shirt and shorts ...n. I’d carry my shoes with me. I kissed Gillian on the forehead, then quietly left the house. I cranked the car up and shortly was on the interstate headed back to Memphis . I felt better than I had in a long time. The only guilt I felt was that I had not made Gillian feel as good as she had made me feel. I wanted to know. "Jason and I are probably going to get separated, maybe even divorced. That will mess up Stephanie's life for sure. And all because - because -" Angie gripped my arm hard. "Jason says I'm a lousy lay." I made no comment. Even if Angie was willing, sex with a drunk was stooping too low. I didn't need a release that bad, taking advantage of Angie's condition. "It's all my mother's fault, setting me up." The clerk refilled Angie's glass."Your mother fixed you up with Jason?" No, no, no." She. "Well, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind. I rarely change my mind about anything; so, maybe my hair and my eyes express my fickle feminine mystique instead." Lesa replied laughingly.They didn't spend a great deal of time washing each other. Most of their sexual energy had been drained. They did engage in some horseplay has they toweled each other off, though.Before leaving the bedroom Lesa asked Jake, "Try this robe on. I don't mind us being naked even around the kids, but it seems. “Let me be the judge of that,” I smiled at him. “Show me how you can lick my pussy, Manish.” (I would like to add here that If there is anything that I like apart than actual fucking is to get my pussy licked, provided the guy is good at it also I would like to mention here that Pooja was very good at pussy licking). Nearly ordering him to lick my pussy, I pressed his head forcefully between my legs, where he started running his tongue up and down the sides of my pussy, which made me shiver a.