I can't even remember my last good fuck' " In her mind she imagined the well-built young man who had just been pounding the forty year old woman. 'Why...was he so into her? At her age she could be his mother. How does SHE get some hot guy while I go home to a plastic dildo every night?!' When Sandra knocked on the next door, she received no reply again. This time the room was really empty, but on the desk was a large laptop. She began by changing the sheets. When she was done, she took a damp. “Yeah can you…” It was Ruby now. “ Can you tell him we wanted to... catch… up..” Her words trailed away.“Behind you… is that Jaune?” It was blake now.Harpy didn’t even miss a beat, looking over her shoulder at the very obvious threesome happening behind her and then back at the camera, turning herself so it was no longer in frame. “Nope. I’ll let him know but we’re got him pretty busy here, taking care of three girls, you know how it is.” She paused looking over at her allies. “Hey you skanks,. “And honestly, no great loss. She’s livid that we revealed her secret and thinks we should have asked her permission, which, of course, she wouldn’t have given. She blames us for ruining her marriage.”“Because having an affair and getting pregnant by your lover is conducive to a healthy, happy marriage?” I asked, shaking my head. “I’m still trying to figure out how she can basically forgive Troy and blame you and Al. It makes no sense.”“To me, either,” she replied. “I pointed out, for medical. After some fumbling he manages to get his fingers into my shorts, withdrawing in surprise as he encounters my bush. I glance over and see the mix of curiosity, confusion and horror on his face.“I’m a woman, Jimmy, we’ve got hair too”“But Miss Santos, all the women I’ve seen in- I mean, all the other women I’ve seen don’t have hair there.”“That’s just porn, Jimmy, real women aren’t like that. I’m guessing you’re not packing ten inches in your shorts either, right?”“Er ... no. But-”“Don’t worry,.