'"I'm sure that Blaine will understand and, besides, it may be gone byFriday night, anyway. You're not on the Friday call sheet at all. Youshould go."...ohn heaved a heavy sigh. "I don't know." You should go." But, what if..." Alright. I've made your decision for you. You're going. End ofconversation. Text him and say 'yes' so that you can finish getting readyfor school." Arrrggggh! Fine!" John said with frustration, "but I HATE not having anysay in ANYTHING any more!" It was your decision, young. They'd fucked over the hood of the Rolls, in a large chair bouncing to the rhythm of the bee, in his bed, his kitchen and his mother's hot tub, and that was just at his home in Scottsdale. She'd joined the mile-high club in his Cessna, made languorous love in the stateroom of his Searay as gentle waves lapped against the side of the boat. They'd fucked under the moon while skinny-dipping in the middle of the night in a beautiful bay on Lake Powell, and fucking while racing around on his. Edwin ( She never came like this with me.)Karen: What's the matter sweetie? Why did you stop?Edwin: Nothing serious. I'm just conserving energy like our mutual " love interest " suggested, that's all.Sylvia: Well....that was certainly.....welcome but it's my turn now.Karen: Just as we practiced.Edwin's wife laid down, opened her legs and her devoted mistress entered her tongue inside her womanhood.Karen: Ohhh.....AHhh....aahhhh!But for Sylvia this wasn't enough so she put her entire fist deep. I stopped by the house to clean up, and found a strange car in the driveway. Investigating, I discovered the love of my life in our bed with our banker. Despite being stunned and irate, I kept my cool, quietly made a video, and took photos before storming into the room and dragging the naked bastard off my wife. Somehow, (chuckle) he tripped and broke his arm when I gave him a final shove out of the front door--still without his clothes.My mind was sent reeling even more when my wife admitted.