I will NEVER name my baby Neathrum, and who said I'll ever have YOUR baby. Dream on. Now, Hightower. I can accept that name. It goes with your alter e...os of High Handed and High and Mighty. Oh, and let's not forget Hi Jacked.' With that, she went into peals of laughter again, rolling in the soft hay. Neathrum took advantage of her position and rolled over on her, looking down at her laughing face. She looked up at him and, suddenly, the laughter turned into something else. Her eyes got this. I just hoped the training center wouldn’t be too much for her! Although I’d long had this sneaky suspicion that she’s actually a wildcat in bed — the whole ‘men want their woman to be a lady in the parlor and a whore in the bedroom’ thing.I dismissed this last door to Earth deliberately adding a little thunderclap; Debbie and my parents were too occupied to notice, Both Aunt Fran and Uncle Peter jumped. They had brought a couple boxes, pictures mostly. It seemed so little to represent a life. Then he asked if I would take my bra off and I said only if he took his shirt off which he did. So I climbed on to the bed and straddled him and let my big tits spill out of my bra. His eyes widened and I could feel his cock go instantly hard and start twitching. He had a hairy chest so I rubbed my tits up and down his chest and slowly backed down to his cock. I’m not sure if he was taken back with me as he didn’t protest when I slowly stroked his cock through his trousers. As I said I was. Says she is taking a shower and that she is tired and going to bed early. We make small talk for a couple minutes. “Love you”. “Love you too”. We hang up. Almost thirty minutes pass I finally notice movement in the bedroom. My wife goes to her drawer and begins to dress. To my surprise she is putting on a slutty come fuck me outfit. As she dresses in the bedroom. I see a man with only a towel around his waist walk in to my living room and sit down on my couch. He takes off his towel. Now there.