Pretty, but God awfully cold. She could use a certain someone’s arms to warm her up instead though.Right as that thought came to her mind, a noise c...me in through the bathroom door. What was that?Icy adrenaline rushed through her veins. Oh god oh please don’t let me get murdered in the shower!“Honey? Are you in the shower?” Came a voice through the door. “I got off work early today!”Immediately Astrid relaxed again. Christ, of course it would be him. She should have known.“Yeah, I’m in here. My fiancee’s jaw dropped knowing instantly knowing she had lost the bet. Without even waiting for my fiancee to measure he pushed her down to her knees. My fiancee mindlessly started to suck on his large cock. She could only fit the head in her mouth but passionately sucked, kissed and licked what she could. This went on for a while until he started to reach climax. He grabbed my fiancee’s head and pulled her mouth further down on his cock. She gagged and struggled to breathe until he finally. “Yes. He’s going to be taking over that new office in Dillon, and he’s going to be moving out this weekend.”“This weekend?” Like a punch-drunk boxer, Mitch seemed to stagger as he dropped into a chair next to his mother, his eyes scanning the incriminating photos strewn across the table.“Yes. He’s going to be staying in a hotel until the weekend, and then moving on Saturday. He’s asked us not to be here when he comes Saturday morning.”Mitch felt himself tearing up, and the lump in his throat. As I was stroking, I noticed that the sun was going down basking the room with shadows. There was a light in the hallway and thru the old-time keyhole; its outline was framed on the floor in front of the shower. I smiled thinking of the quaint locks on the doors, when suddenly, the shadow disappeared and I noted that the keyhole was darkened out; there was pair of shadows visible under the bottom of the door. Being somewhat of a voyeur, I began to pump quickly on my dick, positive that every.