A very worn leather armchair was beside the hearth rail, a small table laden with a rum bottle and empty glass, part eaten packet of chocolate biscuit..., an ornately carved empty Meerschaum pipe on a clean ashtray and no sign of being used. A 30” TV dominated the room from it’s corner. The window cill, the bulky oak sideboard, a set of shelves, part of the dining table had given up space for photograph after photograph, some in elaborate frames, some in plain simple black frames and some in. But she wasn't buying it.) Amber please! I need to know what is going on. I took care of you so now help me understand what is happening here. ( she closed her eyes and shook her head )Amber: Bob you were told what you need to know. We are your wives and you get to fuck each of us whenever you want. Then you were told the other two wives will be here tomorow. I can tell you that you won't be disapointed in them. I am going to bed while I can fall asleep. You can come up whenever you want and. He'll crash them -- sure as hell." They said he was good; and he won races." He may have won his share, but I don't want him riding my bikes. Hisriding style sucks." I glared at her."I guess Nick was right," she grunted. "You are a pain-in-the-ass whenit comes to bike riding." Do you want to see good riding? Take a look at this." I slid a tapeinto the combination TV/VCR that hung from the shop wall. "When I tellyou, switch the remote to frame-by-frame."We watched the training tape for about. Do you know that?”I kissed her full on the lips, I opened my mouth and let my tongue slide slowly, tentatively into hers. When she started an exploration of her own, the flood gates were opened, I made out with her, giving it everything I had. Those couple of minutes made it quite clear to her, just how much I wanted her. Her hands were wrapped around me, holding my back, squeezing on occasion. The feel of my hard cock pressed against her through our clothes, the desperation in my touch, the.