The singer and the drummer were doing the same with Annie.The band had to pack their trailer and then drive the van to their home base, four hours awa.... I could tell Kelly was hoping they might have had a local hotel. The owner was shooing us toward the door. Annie stayed over with us that night. The girls were wiped out when we got home and went straight to bed, Annie sleeping in the guest room downstairs.I woke up to the sound of the basement shower. I went down and joined Annie. We soaped. Then I started licking her pussy, rimmed her ass and we did 69 and then I fucked her.We went to bathroom and take bath. Started fucking there too. I fucked her mouth, pussy. She ate my cum.This fucking session went on for 4 hours. Finally when we were exhausted we went to sleep watching TV. We talked about spicing up our sex life. What to do? Then we came up with idea of having threesome.I work in a construction company and my boss is a widow. Her husband died 3 years ago. I was closed to him. "So was Dale pissed when you got home?" Caroline wondered."God yes, he still is," Paige answered softly. "I didn't get home until like two in the morning or something and he was worried sick about me." She sighed, shoulders slumping in defeat as her eyes met Dale's flat emotionless ones. "Look I need to get off here and call Holly," she told Caroline. "I need to find out just what happened last night." You didn't do anything stupid last night after you left us did you Paige?" Caroline asked,. Manolito just felt as though his world had been turned upside down and could only look at her, dazed that she could even speak. Misunderstanding his dazed look to be confusion over her words only strengthened Clara’s belief that Manolito really couldn’t understand what she was saying. Reaching up she cupped his face, feeling an odd connection to this wild man. ‘Where did you come from, Manolito?’ Trying to come back down to earth, talking was a challenge, she deserved some kind of medal..