Would they blame me? God, I hoped not!The next thing I knew she was coming out of the bedroom. I was hoping it was to apologize, but I was soon disapp...ointed as she came down the stairs in her sexiest LBD and CFM pumps, putting in the earrings I had given her on our twentieth anniversary!“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked, as if I didn’t know.“Out. Don’t wait up, I may be very late.”As she said that, I noticed she wasn’t wearing her rings.“Please don’t do this, Lucy, it’ll be the death. "I'm glad it's only my hand that's soft," she laughed.That was enough for Steve, he pulled Hazel's hand from up the leg of his boxers and stood up and eased his boxers down. Inch by inch, he uncovered the thickest cock I'd ever seen. The action of the waistband on his cock, pulled his foreskin down over his huge knob. It was massive and glistening from the pre-cum that was oozing from it. He sat back down and pulled Hazel's head down into his lap and pressed her lips against the underside of. I finally gave up saying, I don't need it. And just packed everythingthat she handed me. I ended with a little more then she had, like thefoam head for the wig. We carried, or should I say dragged, my things toher house, so her dad could pack the van. His comment, as we pulledeverything up to the van was, "Why do girls have to take so much stuff?"Sara, gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "Daddy. It's a girl thing."I really hoped that there was enough room in the Colonel's van for. Our saliva dribbled from our mouths and we licked each other clean. Our tongues were merrily dancing between her mouth and mine. The taste was exquisite. She kept her head on my chest after a while and one of my hands started combing through her hair. We kept talking for a while.I had a brought her a Dairy Milk chocolate. I gave it to her and asked her to open it. She did it while still lying over me. I asked her to take one of those little squares and put her into the mouth but not eat it. She.