" Well, it's a mystery," I said. "Either one of the guys has got us fooled, or else Brenda's just making the whole thing up." I'm even surprised -- ki...da -- about Avril," Bridgett said. "But Avril's just about got to be one of the two! Hey!... Maybe Brenda was just, y'know, showing solidarity with Sandra." But, why? After all, you had already said something about being with two guys by that time -- hadn't you?"Bridgett gave me a truly evil grin. "OK, then. Maybe little Edward got lucky!" she. "She got into an argument lastweek with the pastor, who then had a heart attack. She gave him CPRuntil the ambulance came, and saved his life, apparently."She went inside and then Gary turned to Rachael. "I knew you were anangel. You don't know how good it feels for people to show me respect,after so long. Before they just treated me like something dirty on thebottom of your shoe. Now they will chat with me. And it feels so good tohave something to do. I love looking after the church." Well it. I did not understand what she wanted to mean; but Jennifer insisted she wanted to meet me when my loving wife would be out…Two days later I called her back, telling that Ana would visit some friends out of town and then we agreed I would go to her home…Jennifer asked me to go to her place late in the evening. I was very busy at office with some heavy paperwork and finally I pulled into her drive a little before midnight.A dim light in the porch came on and Jennifer opened the door.She smiled to. With each pass past a mirror, I would stop, take a few long drags and slowly caress my cock, balls, and ass. At this point, I thought my nipples were going to explode. With lights turned down low and a wide bay window next to the bed showing a glamorous city view from my 12th floor sex loft, I laid myself out on the bed and began the first video. It all felt so good, running my fingers over my nips, down my flat stomach, lightly around my shaved pubes to my rock hard cock, continuing with a.