"Mike is in to this. He all but pushed you to me. Remember that time at the wedding? It was Mike who gave me the garter, and told me where to find you.... He wants me to fuck you. It turns him on. He'd get off on you taking off your rings because I wanted you to."Jen's face flushed. She didn't know what to say. Stop wearing her wedding ring, and her engagement ring? Stop wearing her husband's rings? "Listen, just think about it, okay?" Steve said, rolling back onto Jen. He was hard again, and Jen. This was not the time I wanted to do this. "It's Nicole." I replied, trying my best to sound cheerful about it, rather than annoyed. Nicole, of course, noticed my hidden tone, and her expression turned even more sad.Mom popped out of the living room, and it was only then that I realized I never even mentioned Nicole to her."It's very nice to meet you, Nicole." she piped up, smiling. "I'm afraid we're not the spontaneous type, but ... Make yourself at home!"Nicole gave mom a half-smile. "Adam. Pretending to be old friends sharing food; while below the table in the dark...twats of old lovers squished and mashed against the heels of familiar hands as fingers probed pink holes ever deeper and deeper. Juice began to flow and trickle.Moll poked around in the humid recesses of Barb's puss blossom. It was just as she'd remembered, silky and delightfully puffy inside those pink and purple girlie folds; becoming moist and slick. She brought her fingers up for a whiff of her snout; savoring. She slowly unwrapped the items bought from the store and put them on the table, then she took out the bags and took them out. Clothes come out to hang Then her c***d emerged from the bathroom The younger son should have washed his face, washed his eyes and then finished his personal business. The younger son then walked to sit at the bed and picked up the phone to play.Are you hungry yet? The mother asked the sonA little bit, Mom, but can I play the game first?What are you going to do with each.