Your feedbacks fuel my imagination. . – TH(the author)Waheeda rushed to the store as soon as they left. She picked a random bra and walked into the ...ame trial room Jenny and Aaron had used.The black bra and rolled panties were still on the floor. She picked them up, the panty was wet, and the bra had white stains on the cups. She knew what that meant. This new lady Aaron was fucking was either not wearing any inners or wearing a brand new one. She despised the fact that Aaron. Careful!”Eve’s foot was poised to squelch a large pile on the edge of the sidewalk. John steadied her for a moment and then let her go.Eve studied John’s face for the second time. Was he the one to tell her troubles to?“I gather it’s either about your husband or your lover and I’m leaning towards your husband. The shellacking you gave me in the bar is pointing me in that direction. I was a husband once. The kind of husband who had his head up his butt and lost his wife as a result. I know a. ”Now I am intrigued. Not only intrigued, but curious and interested. Just the thought is enough to give my drooping dick a new lease on life. It is more than ready to get hard again, if my mind gives it the go-ahead. In fact, I realize that it is not even waiting for that signal. The look of focused attention on Logan’s face is enough to make me decide. He has some reason for wanting this. Maybe he thinks it will fix the misunderstandings that we have been having lately. “Do it,” I. I specifically recall all of us masturbating to a Blondie video "Heart of Glass" more than once. I wonder how many loads of cum we all shot to her red lips?This really started one weekend when we rented a room at a nearby hotel---and not a cheap one either. On Sunday morning after a drunken Saturday night, we woke up and took showers. Don, who had a huge cock, was proud to walk around naked in front of us. He decided for some reason to take a piss in a flower base. We were a bit disgusted at.