" Okay," he said it calmly, and got up the stairs.Some moments later he returned with a small bag with the stuff frommrs. Jennings inside. "This is it...mom." Now, let's go then."Frank took one of the bunches of roses, and they walked out the frontdoor, and to the door of mrs. Jennings. Frank rang the bell, by now redin his face again. Mrs. Jennings opened the door and invited them intoher livingroom. "What can I do for you two?" she asked."I have to tell you something Mrs. Jennings, but I have. I looked out and I could see Aiden was close as well. He was jackhammering Greta’s pussy with his own short, rapid strokes, and she was arching her back, taking all the cock she could get from him. It looked like he was in deep, but stroking short, his seed locked and loaded, ready for deployment. At the same time, Lexi was moving her head from side to side. She was on her back, legs bent, feet flat on the blanket, totally presenting her pussy to Greta, and I could hear sounds from her but I. "Fair, yes fair," he agreed, "You know my wife, well I knows yours!" Everyone knows Clarissa," I said uncomprehendingly."Biblically!" he said, "And not just me Mr 'Ardhaker sir, 'alf the bloody lads in village Mr bloody 'Ardhaker sir." What!" I expounded."Poked her Mr 'Ardhaker sir," he said, "Do you hear that sir, that's Wally Bulstrode up there right now poking her Mr 'Ardhaker sir!" What are you blethering about man?" I demanded."You're a cuckold sir!" the man behind said, "Begging your. They’re either weird, gay, taken or a combination of the 3. I grab my black leggings, a top that’s a little tight against my breasts and my high top converse and throw them on after the quickest of quick showers, where I multitasked and brushed me teeth too (Hey don’t judge I’m pushed for time) I have to make a run for the bus but I get to work on time, I sort the till out as I do every morning, then we get some new trainee in and I’m left to teach her the basics, this makes the morning drag on.