I stared on as the bottle came to a stop at….“Spencer you get Jordynn, which means I get Jamie.” Demi said with glee.The smug look on his face m...de me want to punch him.“Ok guys have fun” Demi stood up and took my hand. “Follow me.” She told me as I was dragged behind her. She took me through her house until we ended up in her bedroom. It was pink and very girly. She pushed me in and closed the door behind her, locking it.“Wouldn’t want anyone walking in on us” she grinned.“Well the last time. She has a 16 years old son, Roy. A cute and intelligent boy with whom I had hit off from day one, and we are very good friends. Circumstances brought me to tell her a few things by letter and not in the way of conversation. The subject was a bit painful for me, and I'm thinking a lot better while writing. Read my letter and you'll understand.Kristen,On our first year of marriage you asked several times about my family and I avoided the question. It's time now that you learned something about. He began to roll her nipple between his fingers, and I could see how hard her other nipple was, rising up inside her bikini cup.They almost seemed to have forgotten I was there. I knelt down on my towel, parted my legs, and began to rub at my pussy through my bikini bottoms. Massaging the soft bulge of my mound, I felt my clitoris start to swell inside its little fold of flesh. I remembered how shy she had been, showing herself to me that first time we had sex, down here on this very. I had none, and I felt the pangs in my heart.When we returned she was on the sofa with her baby. She had her laying on her lap, and she held her arms and laughed and sang to her.She must have been feeding because some buttons on her blouse were open, although her breasts were tucked inside her bra. The beauty of her plump curves captivated me, and she carefully placed baby in the cot, straightened up and as she did up the buttons on her blouse she noticed me looking at her, and turned away from.