I understand temptation and that people make mistakes. Hell, I’m no angel myself. But it’s gone too far now. There’s no trust left. He’s made ...his bed and made his choice. Now he’s going to have to live with the consequences.”As I listened to Gemma, the tone of her voice was calm and considered, and I intuitively knew that she’d come to the right conclusion.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Will you look at that?”Our conversation about Gemma’s marriage and future was interrupted as we. He could feel his orgasm beginning, and he moved closer to her as he began to ejaculate. His huge load of cum splattered all over Julie's hair and hard pink nipples. It ran down her firm breasts, and clung to the erect nipples. Ben and the girls left her on the couch for her parents to find, and quickly left.Julie did not mention what her parents had done when they found their "virgin daughter" on the couch soaked with cum, and her well-fucked pussy in clear evidence, and it only seemed to. Everything ... went to hell.”Sunrise was in an hour. It had been a long night for everyone involved, but perhaps no one was suffering the stress of tonight as much as this poor fool. Eric Tanverson, an attractive man, black, with a shaved head and face, and some grit to his dark brown eyes. Ganders no doubt hired him due to the sexual allure of his hard personality, the brooding, dark, handsome motif. The total opposite of Fiona.Such a strange girl. First Damien and now this Tanverson. The girl. No such luck. I ended upwith wet hair and a slightly wet top instead. After drying myself, Iwalked toward the car park to join my 'family'. Hmmm, I forgot to askhim where the car was parked. Great! Now I'm a wet and lost woman. Iwander aimlessly in the car park for a few minutes before I hear thisloud horn go off. It was Tracey's husband. I smiled at him and got intothe station wagon."Why were you wandering?" he asked."Trying to dry myself?" I said with a smile.The journey back was quiet. I.