I climbed into my car and drove off to a local bar. My dick was hard the entire time. Even at the bar, I couldn’t get the image of Ryan and mom out ...of my head. I drank a little and chilled there for maybe three hours. I finally decided to drive by my house and see if Ryan’s car was parked within its proximity. As I drove home, my balls were tingling and my dick was aching. Once I turned onto my street, I instantly saw Ryan’s black Mustang parked in my driveway. They’re fucking!!! I couldn’t. "It was at this moment that I nearly lost my mind entirely for I heard a loud screech behind me, and as I turned to face what I wholeheartedly believed was the current landowner (though no one in town could say who that was), I instead came to face a procession of white robed people who seated themselves in the loft above the pews, where more had already filled the seats beneath. As they began the song I had read in the hymnal, I was touched immediately with the pacifying dulcet notes of a. If her husband wanted chicken for dinner and she'd bought chicken that day, it was a miracle. Now she's still religious but she has perspective about it. She looks back to her fervor then and has a good laugh. I think that's what's happening here, too. You're all feeding on each other's energy and excitement, but that can't go on forever at such a fever pitch. Things'll chill out, but the harem and your extremely joyous sexual life together will still be there." You think? God, I hope you're. The man began kissing the back of the blonde’s neck, as the brunette continued to claim her mouth. His left hand slowly traveled from her shoulder, down her back, and then his fingers spread across her hip and gently cupped one side of her ass. As he squeezed, the blonde moaned more loudly. ‘You have a beautiful ass,’ he whispered in the blonde’s ear. ‘I’d like to take a closer look at it.’ With this, the brunette finally broke the kiss, and she kneeled in front of the blonde. She quickly began.