"Jamie paused and replied, "Take a look between his legs, I think that can prove you wrong." Well, well. He is alive. Thinking about the Pittman twins...worked a miracle. I was just warming up the meat for you. Drop that robe and get over here in your place. Let me know if you need any help. I'm the one who needs to go back in the house." No, we could always share," replied Jamie.Pulling out of his doldrums, Paul tried to lighten up his mood. "Ladies! I'm shocked. How can you talk about someone. I pressed her boobs while driving towards the lunch place – BBQ Nation.Then we reached there and sat opposite to each other. I could not take my eyes off my hot girlfriend’s cleavage. I told her how badly I wanted to have sex with her and what I would do to her once we reach our flat.After a long lunch, the time to go home arrived. We did some shopping from the mall and started our journey to the flat.I parked my vehicle and we headed towards the elevator. The moment the elevator door was. My wife was riding shotgun and was busy scolding the k**s who were fighting in the back seat over some highly significant issue such as who took whose last piece of bubblegum. Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind. .mmmmf....mmmf"I cautiously opened one eye without moving or making to much sound. And in the dim morning half light I could just make out the silhouette of my girlfriend, knelt down on the floor at the other sofa, with her dress hitched up to her waist and hanging off both shoulders. Her supple pale breasts hung heavy in her black bra as she sucked greedily on her ex's erect cock. With her left hand she slowly pumped on his shaft.I was instantly aroused.I wanted so much to be angry but the.