‘She told me right at the start. I mean Julian told me too – later. He’s had a bunch of girlfriends and some of them are older like 21 and 22. H... was with a lot of girls in college but now he’s graduated so he’s stuck with me, Miss-Home-Town-High-School-Girl.’ ‘Stuck?’ ‘No I didn’t mean that. We’re in love – really. I love him so much. It’s just he’s used to more experienced girls, college girls.’ ‘Which is why you think he’s not so crazy about your cocksucking?’ Again! ‘Cocksucking’? I. She also noticed that he smelled delicious with the cologne he had on. Finally, the flight attendants started the boarding process. Beth was in first class and was anxious to get on board and have that first glass of wine. Everybody in first class had seemingly lined up in front of her. As she stepped on the plane and rounded the corner, there was Mr. GL (good-looking) sitting in her seat. She also noticed that the overhead bin above her row was packed. As she made it to her row the opposite. I think she also liked it because after all the pounding and abuse to her pussy, Gregs soft tongue probably felt pretty good to her. It even looked like it tickled her a little bit. Greg could tell that I was ready to fuck her again, so he moved back to the side of her and I raised her legs in the air and slid right in. She was loosened up pretty good and still soaking wet from the combination of her juices, my cum, and Gregs wet tongue. I was really enjoying fucking her again, knowing that. I had anticipated working into the afternoon and told Mark that I probably wouldn't be home until around 3:00 p.m.It turned out that by 10:00 a.m. I was done, so I headed home. Instead of pulling into the drive like I usually do, I parked out front, planning on Mark and I going out to lunch. I went into the house, but could not find Mark anywhere. I looked out the kitchen window and saw that the garage door was closed and no sign of Mark. I went outside and went to the side of the garage which.