It also meant that the parents of these fineupstanding citizens (insert sarcasm here) would defend their preciouslittle angels regardless of what they...did.Basically, it meant I was fucked no matter what I did."What the fuck are you doing here Connors?" Henry snapped while stillwearing that shit-eating grin, "I thought this was a no losers party." He just showed up," Betty said as she walked up, "I don't know how hegot in." You let me in with Jake," I protested once I got my voice pushedpassed. Needless to say, I had missed her a lot.It had only been a week, but it had seemed more like a month since we had last fucked. Wendy had been away at her mother's, helping with spring cleaning as she had been promising to do for months. Because of work, I had stayed home, watching the house in the evenings and getting hornier by the minute. I know it sounds funny, but I actually craved sex with my wife, even more than usual. My mind was racing like a pent-up newlywed's all week long, straining. Bill, his lighting man, looked up from where he knelt, a big silver case open, checking the contents. ‘Hi boss, you coming up this week to the shoot?’ ‘Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be there for the day, but won’t stay around on this one. How’s the loading going? We got any problems?’ ‘Nope. Charlie say’s the Triple heads came back from the Prima Boxes job that he wanted on back up lighting. So we’re packing them as well for the smaller office one on one interviews if needed.’ ‘Good, give me a shout once. She pushed back ardently, using her curvy hips and plump ass to take me deeper into her drenched cunt. She knew exactly what she wanted, to become a succubus before her elder sister and lord that fact over her. She knew that I preferred her to Ivanka, could just tell, and she relished the fact, as said sister had always been the golden child in their father’s affections.“Keep pissing down Ivanka’s throat, babe. You girls join in ... and then make her eat each of you out, front and back. I want.