The threat of this happening was only serving to add to the excitement. With Bear and Bee anything is possible.He pulls up to the house. The lights ar... all off but the doors are all open. He walks in, it's very quiet. A soft tone is playing some indistinguishable but yet perfectly mellow fuck music. Bear knew this music. It was from a secret playlist he had compiled called Bee Muzik which were the best in which to assist Bee with her "meditations" which consisted of anything from genuine. Doesn't Keith pay most of your expenses these days anyhow? In effectyou're his kept woman, and Connor's alimony is all for slush fund extras,those cruises you go on, and so on."I guess. I do still send routine bills to Keith, and he still pays themas business expenses so his wife won't ever find out about us. And I dostill see him now and then. But Marty's my main man now."Oh yeah, Marty. An even bigger hunk than than Keith! Well, OK if youlike them muscular and masterful and hung like. During the 1950s, porn was not readily available, so the storytelling acted as a stimulus for jerking off. Worked for me, so who was I to question whether the stories were true or not.One day I thought I was home alone and was jerking in my room, my mom heard me moaning and entered my room thinking something was wrong with me. I shot my wad and let out a yelp just as she entered the room. The cum shot up at least a foot and fell back on my abdomen.“Young man get yourself cleaned up and we will. I want to feel your cock in my pussy. I want to feel your tongue on my slit too. Though tonight I want to just suck your cock.’ Chad and I toast to the rest of the night. After dinner, I tell Chad to take the wine and go out on the patio and get comfortable on the chaise lounge. Once I have everything cleaned up, I join Chad on the chaise lounge. ‘I see you’re already, naked and hard.’ Handing him a glass of wine, Chad downs it in one gulp. I on the other hand take a sip and place the glass.