I knew straight away what was up. I stormed into my bedroom and found Greg on top of a strange girl doing what I knew Greg did best. I couldn’t bel...eve my eyes and ten minutes later when I was sitting on the sofa crying I couldn’t remember what I had said or what I had thrown at them to make them up and leave. I loved Greg, and he was supposed to love me. He was supposed to care and I was certainly the only one he was supposed to be treating with his magic stick. Even cloudy with anger I knew. Finally my orgasm ripped through me. “Oh… ggg…” I arched up with a gasping moan between her legs, thrashing as my orgasm washed over me in huge, bone-jerking waves. I came hard, bucking up against her. That seemed to encourage her as she gripped her thighs hard around my head, pressed her pussy down and began grinding her hips against my face furiously. Then I felt her pussy clamp around my finger as she screamed out loud as her hot juices spurted out into my mouth. Unable to resist, I began to. I hear you smell the air, taking in the delicious aroma of black coffee, and watch your head lean back, while the water pounds your chest.“Good morning, love,” I hear you say.“Hi, darling,” I reply with a small giggle. Somehow, it’s like I can feel your smile through the steam and fabric curtain.“Would you like to...” you pause, as you hear the curtain pull back and the mild shock of wafting cold air stops you speaking.You are the most amazing thing I have ever seen. Art in motion. I glance at. There's another thing, it's given me a little spare time. Will, take a look at these," Heather handed him a sheaf of art paper."Wow, that's Margaret, and Iris, and Judith, and my Mom. Here, guys take a look." Will handed the pages around the table. "You did these with the computer? Fantastic!" Will was ecstatic."Heather, they're wonderful," Anne said. "Will, what do you think of the one of your Mom?" Anne, all of them have that feel of sexuality I always try for. The one of Mom is just what I.