With every up stroke on his thick shaft, Bruce rubs the precum around the shaft on the down stroke.Getting up from the lounger, I walk over to Pam and...stand behind her. Taking my love juice covered fingers, I reach around and place them gently on her full lips. Pam opens her mouth and snakes her tongue around them as my other hand cups a breast, gently squeezing the supple flesh.Pam closes her mouth around my fingers, she is trembling and I press myself against her as she climaxes.Whimpers of,. And, it didn’t look like dinner was on the agenda either. Dessert maybe, but dinner no. She was absolutely stunning.She was wearing the shortest of her summer dresses, and the sheerness of it created instant titanium in my underpants. I shucked my coat real quick. I came to her. I knew I didn’t smell too good after a day in the warehouse, but she’d brought this on herself, so she’d have to suffer me smelling bad.“Jesus! You’re beautiful,” I said.“Oh, well, thank you very much big boy. Gonna do. And now you’ve spent five years trying to find true love again. And you’ve failed. Miserably, in fact.“So you drowned your feelings in endless, meaningless sex. And those chickens have finally come home to roost. You asked me to move in with you because you feel empty. Oh, there were other ostensible reasons, but in the end, it’s emptiness. Bethany recognized that. Her studies have given her some tools to understand everything she’s seen in you for the past seven years. She sent you to me, and. Yep, soon you will be better mannered." But damn it! I don't want to be like you." We won't swap back until you do. I won't make you go APRIL, but I won't swap back until I am sure you understand me and can be me satisfactorily."They spent the rest of the night arguing, with Peter alternatelypleading, screaming, begging, yelling. Finally a weeping Peterasked, "If I do this, you will change us back?" Of course, trust me."Peter felt so emotional she slid into her husband's strong armsfor support,.