There was always some crisis demanding his attention. At home, there were always little errands to perform. His wife was a firm believer in the "Honey...Do" list. All she had to do was purr, and he'd be doing!The thirty-minute drive to and from work was his time. There were no interruptions, no demands on his time, and no problems to solve. He could have carpooled, but he didn't want to give up that little slice of freedom.He turned right onto the main road at the end of the exit ramp knowing. I lick my lips as I want taste each droplet. I watch you as you pad towards the bed, the white towel covering that delicious cock. I take off my clothes and let them drop to the ground as I walk silently over to you, ripping the towel from your body with a satisfying snap."Hey, What the..." I move between your legs and lick you from the inside of your right knee all the way to the outline of your V. I feel your body stiffen then relax."UHhh....mmmmmmmm...." I look up at you with the classic. Now, since there is a good chance that we will soon be acquiring a guitar, I want to read a book on how to play one.I thought you said that you should be able to figure it out from all your experience with stringed instruments.That's true, but a book would be a big shortcut, and I want to learn more about this place's musical notation.Well, we could try the library, if Mom will let me go. I thought about the location of the library so that Ursus would know where it was. It was about a. It turned out that the women who had been on the patches the least amount of time, overcame withdrawal first. That meant on the evening of day two, Karen and Samantha joined Tilly and I in my sleeping chamber. The two girls were embarrassed at first, but eventually after watching me slow fuck Tilly 'missionary' style, they became responsive. While Karen sucked me hard again, Samantha went down on her Aunt, licking her pussy clean. Once I was hard again I fucked Karen and then Samantha through.