After I cleaned the office up, I took a shower and I put in the security code and went to my car.I went home, and my boyfriend was still snoring like ...a rabid dog.I just grinned.So the rest of the month went like this, Tuesdays was me being fucked after work by him, me on my knees with oozes of cum dribbling to the floor, from my gaping pussy.Tuesdays soon became, no knickers Tuesday, and then Thursdays became Motel fuck night. Until Saturdays, became fantasy Saturdays, at a place of his. Lee lifted Chrissy off his neck and guided him to his his knees, his face level with with Lee’s groin. Chrissy watched as Lee pulled his trousers down revealing 8” of semi hard black cock, he subconsciously licked his lips as Lee brought his weapon close to his face. Open your sweet mouth gurly, Lee ordered and Chrissy without even thinking about it opened his mouth and took the hardening rod into his mouth. As Chrissy sealed his lips around the invader Lee began sawing his hips forward and. But Jenny was in her home - but not with me, because I was here, sometime in the past from nineteen-sixty nine and not in any shape to lure anyone to a home that isn’t mine any more.The fact that Tara was in a hospital with me – but not me – and I wasn’t me was confusing enough. The fact that the me that was here had no relationship to the me that was ... not here ... was a good reason to forget about luring her home to be with Jenny. It was also a good reason to stop thinking about Jenny as. She kept her back bent so that her pussy was pressed against my bulging cock through the screen door. “Mmmmmm. I love how you make me feel.” It was a pretty hot sight, seeing her in those tight cut offs pushing and rubbing her pussy against me and moaning with the thin mesh of the screen door between us. “Let me in. I know you want to be bad.” “Yes, yes, I do want to be bad,” she said, panting, “but I can’t let you in.” Her heavy breathing was getting me hornier. “Open up and find out what it’s.