I honestly don’t know,’ Paula said. ‘You’re making this terribly difficult,’ he said. ‘We’re making it difficult? You’re breaking up o...ur marriage,’ Jane replied. ‘We’re not married,’ he said, coldly, too coldly. Jane was shocked. ‘I know, but I feel like we are. And that’s all I want. To feel it, to be in love with you two, to be happy. Now you’re fucking that up,’ Paula said. Marc tried again to re-assure them there was nothing wrong with their relationship. Neither woman believed him. ‘I’m. Some things have happened that opened my eyes, woke me up to myself. If you have the time… If this is a good time… I need to talk, Helen. Do you have time, honey?’ ‘Of course, dear.’ After a short pause Gerry continued, ‘I don’t know exactly how to say what I have to say. Guess the best way is to just get started and let things fall where they may.’ He paused a moment, ‘Somehow the last few years I’ve lost touch with myself. That’s the only way I can explain it. I’ve done some things I don’t. Then she opened up her legs, opened her pussy up with her fingers, and told me that all I had to do was put my hard cock in that nice pink wet hole and fuck her.Since it was already hard I slipped it into her wet hole and it was very nice indeed. I fucked into her and in no time at all I felt like a pro. With Trish fucking up at me just as hard as I fucked down into her, we got into a rather serious and intense rhythm. I was pleased that I had jerked off earlier because when I cum in Trish it. You reach over and pull the top down, again, exposing both of my breasts, saying "you are so beautiful, I want to look at you". This is really pushing my limits, there are people inside who might come out and see all of this. I am sitting a little stiffly and not really relaxed at all. Glass of beer in your left hand (I am on your right), you push up my breast, and tweak the nipple again. "Alice", you say "you need to relax a little" and spill a little cold beer on my breast. I jump and get.