I'm super confused! She keeps drinking her coffee and then I can feel a little dampness. Is that her warm pussy or my precum? I can hear that her brea...h is getting shallow. She self consciously raises a hand to her chest. It is her getting wet! She starts to grind her pud against my shaft, tensing a little each time her clit grinds against my cock. She sinks a hand between her thin hard thighs and grinds against the heel of her hand while she gently touches my balls through my shorts. I feel. Once I combined the potatoes and stew I set it on the stove to heat slowly. Then I took plates and bowls out of the cupboard. Gail who had found the silverware was getting it out. I asked her to provide me with a soupspoon for my stew since it was more like a very thick soup.Once the stew was ready, I carried it onto the porch. I turned on the outside lights, which allowed me to look down the canyon both ways normally. The view tonight was restricted to the white wonderland just a hundred feet. "Are you there?" Michael asked."Yes, and he's speaking right now." What are you going to do?" Michael, I don't know. I probably won't do anything. I can't believe I let you talk me into this." You have to at least talk to him." Michael, I don't know. But I can't speak right now." Okay, call me right after, okay? I love you." I will. I love you too." Jen snapped her cell phone shut.She couldn't believe she was sitting here in this crowded hall, listening to Gerard Powers speak. She couldn't. Whatever, we sparked a joint and settled in for a night of poker and what turned out to be a no holes barred evening of fucking and sucking. It started fairly early, when Randy knelt in front of Matt without saying a word and fished his thick dick out of his sweats and began to tongue it until it had swollen to the size of one of the souvenir baseball bats they hand out at those minor league promos.Holy fuck, Randy was attempting to deep throat it but all he could was about a 1/3 of it into.