Steve had gone to his parents overnight. Lynn bustled around at the side of the large counter with the three babies.People buzzed around the kitchen. ...Bill made a few more omelets with a running commentary more appropriate for the Food Channel. Alex started to serve up toasted bagels. Sandy produced some scrambled eggs and bacon, and then were the cereal eaters.Lynn had made a fifty cup urn of coffee, and everyone partook of that, as well as orange juice. A few in the group went to their special. “So what will it be Karen? Talking to your husband? Or being my little whore?”Karen looks anxiously at Ted. Ted returns her gaze, silently begging his wife to pause her infidelity and talk to him. Karen does not answer. Instead she silently began thrusting back into Lonnie’s dick, choosing her side with the wet sound of her pussy swallowing him whole.“Have a seat Ted.” Lonnie remarks casually, grabbing Karen’s hips and resuming his assault. “I’ll be done with your wife in a minute. Then. He knew that their prayers and wishes were pointless, but he didn't say anything, it just wasn't his way.But after the third time it happened, it began to weigh heavily upon him and whatever joy he would get out of the evening's festivities was soon overshadowed. His changed demeanor was noticed by his dad who asked, "Is it tough on you?" Yeah, I don't know why, but it is." Do you want to go home?" No. I don't want to spoil your fun." Nonsense. If you're uncomfortable, we're uncomfortable.". I roamed from room to room, looking around, and admiring the different paintings on the walls and the different view from each window. I was at the end of the third floor hallway. I was admiring the view of the lake from the balcony. The moon reflected off the lake, like in a mirror and the stars shimmered in the ripples of the water. I was just standing there admiring the view. Then, from out of nowhere, I heard, "Do you like it like that, whore? Maybe I should take it out and put it in your.