It is not because I don't like work. On the contrary, I usually worked during the weekend because I enjoy what I do. But Mondays mean meetings. All da... I hop from one meeting to another with this school or that school and it was always topped off by an early afternoon meeting with the technology committee of the school board. It would not be so bad if the committee members had one clue regarding what they were supposed to be making decisions about.And today was worse than normal because I still. As my belt and pants open and my hard manhood presses against your wet lips and as i lean forward kissing you neck and i slide in slowly the first time but once i have thrust it in all the way I pull out of you and slam it in hard the next time and slowly increase in speed and intensity each time (i know a mall by my place we can do this). Shortly after we start fucking i cum into your tight hole since i have been thinking about this so much and have been longing to fill your hole with my warm. “Can I help somehow?” Rhys sat down at his desk and looked at the tray. The one from the previous night had vanished, replaced with a simple bowl of oatmeal and a mug of tea.“Unless you have an idea on how to get the stench of burnt apples out of all my belongings, can repair broken flasks and replace some rather expensive components, I don’t know how. I hope you like oatmeal.”“Believe me, at this point I’ll take anything,” Rhys mumbled around a mouthful. It had raisins and cream in it. Amazed. It happened a few years ago when Debbie and I had been married for about four years. We were visiting some good friends of ours, Pete and Lynette. They were about the same age as us but had been married for a lot longer and although it had never come up in conversation, they were at the stage in their marriage where the sexual side of their relationship had started to go a bit stale and they wanted to try new things to keep the excitement alive. Debbie and I arrived at around 7:30 for what we.