She grabbed the remote and started to roll back. As she brought her hand with the remote back towards herself, her hand brushed against my hard cock w...ich was tenting my shorts straight up. She looked down obviously seeing my shorts tented straight up and then she looked at my face and giggled. “I’m sorry, Tom. I should be more careful!”, she said and giggled again. She started the movie and then laid down sitting up against the back of the couch. I glanced over at her and I could see that her. She looked pointedly at her husband Peter who stood before her, unable to meet her icy stare as he appeared to carefully examine the laces on his running shoes. It doesnt have to end like this Mel. He said softly, almost pleading. Really? She snapped, with such vehemence that tiny beads of saliva flew from her lips. I come home early from my conference&hellip,..happy that Ill surprise my husband and get to spend some quality time with. Before she got married, and even after sometimes, we would snuggle up in a warm bed and rub pussies together. Every girl needs to experiment with a woman on occasion, and when I taught Melissa to eat pussy, I had a very willing student. But it wasn't too often, because unless you're a dedicated lesbian, cock is better than pussy. I bought Melissa her first vibrator too; the constant buzz used to put me to sleep at night.The last 'other' cock I could remember was that time in Vegas when Melissa. Why now? All these thoughts went through my head as I hurried through a quick silent prayer before I went on to meet my maker. ‘Ha, for starters, I did not kill your men, and I am not here to kill you.’ This he said in a sure, smooth way, like he was findin’ this all somehow funny. ‘Then what are you here for?’ ‘To help.’ ‘Help?’ ‘Help.’ ‘How can you help me? ‘The way any friend is capable of helping another.’ ‘Humph. Don’t need no friends, got plenty enough. And I sure as hell don’t need no.