I can’t help but feel a degree of sympathy for him. I can only imagine what was going on inside his head. Picturing the woman that he loves and sp...ils rotten, being taken by another man. Having to skulk around the park with two hyperactive children. I wonder how it works. Does she message him, or do they have an agreed time? Does she change the sheets on the bed, or does she make him sleep on the very place where she’s just been fucked? Chris’s head on the same pillow where her lover’s head. )“Oh honey… yes, yes, yes, yes…”she whispered“Mmmm… fuck you have a good pussy mommy…” I whispered“Oohhhh shit… thank you ssooo… oohhhh fuckk” she replied“aahhh…” I replied“I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna cum…” she moaned“Oohhhh yes, yes…” I replied“Oohhhh fuck… I'm cummin, I'm cummin… “ she moaned“Hhmmm…” I replied“Aaahhhh… fuck, fuck, fuck… aaahhhh shit…” she moaned(I stop to let her catch her breath, after a few seconds I continue again.)“Oh my god what a stallion… “ she moaned“Umm just for you. I could feel them looking over every inch of my body, from head to toe. My eyes moved to look at each of them as they painted. I found myself looking to the one guy the most. I couldn’t help but to wonder why he wanted my glasses on. Out of all of them, he seemed to be the most focused. His eyes didn’t just look at me. It was more like he was examining me, copying my image into his mind, then working it onto the canvas. Back and forth they all looked and I looked at each of them. From one to. Once she did arrive Jeromy left and was about his business while Joe worked on the computer and the phone."Joe, if you're going to be in here I'm going to exercise. If you need me call out." Betty told him after she picked up the kitchen.Joe continued to work on the computer until his back got tight and he wanted to stretch out. He managed to move the chair away from the computer and planned on wheeling up the hallway to one of the pull up bars where Betty could help him. When he got to the.