I. told me that also. He had evidence that Mr. Lake was coming to town but he wasn't sure when or how. I have something else to take up with you." Wha... is it?" Your wife and Mr. Lake both had marijuana in their system. Did you know your wife smoked pot?" No, I wasn't aware of it. She didn't even smoke cigarettes." We also ran tests on her vehicle and Mr. Lake's fingerprints were in it, along with a small bag of pot and cigarette papers. We figured she picked him up somewhere and brought him to. Then, consistent with her nightly ritual, she started the same treatment with her right breast. I loved the part when she sucked the nipple deep into her mouth. She seemed to be sucking really hard tonight because her cheeks caved in when she sucked. I let my imagination run wild and imagined those cheeks caving in like that as she sucked my cock. What if she liked sucking cock as much as she loved sucking her own tits? I knew the nightly “show” was coming to a close pretty soon so I started to. Bye Claire, Love you.”“Bye, Charles ... I Love you.”I went downstairs and saw Annie, poring over a number of documents, scratching her head and looking very serious. She heard me enter the room.Without looking up, she said, “Hi honey. What time are Claire and Kalista coming over tomorrow morning?”“Mom ... how could you possibly ... Were you listening in on the phone?”“No, dear ... this is Sunday, two days before the start of Cotillion. You and Claire haven’t danced in about four weeks, so I put. His jizz shot up out from between the deep, soft crevasse of her tits. He shot rope after rope of hot juice all over tits, chin, and face. It surprised the hell out of both of them. Neither of them could have imagined that he had that much semen stored up in his itty bitty balls. When he finally stopped shooting Agnes stood up, grabbed a handful of tissues from the box on Wilbur’s desk, and started wiping the jizz off of her tits and face. Wilbur watched her intently as she cleaned up. ‘I can’t.