She shushed her compadres by the staircase. The three sets of eyes, six in all, focused their attention towards Concertina. She was standing in the ce...nter of the room with a shit eating grin on her face. Concertina picked up the bell and rang it rather gingerly. She placed it on the table beside the piano. The host was standing in the middle of the room. ‘As you know, men aren’t allowed to participate in the roundtable.’ The male contingent let out a disappointed groan. Concertina held up her. " he answered. "Channel 48 has 'Pricilla, Queen of the Desert' on television." Carol groaned. "What?" Mike asked. "You love that film." Yes, but not after 50 times. We have it on video for crying out loud." she replied."Sorry, hon." Mike replied. He put down his paper and kissed her. His kiss became more passionate and his hand drifted towards her breasts. "Uh uh." She grabbed his hand and moved it away. "Not today. Please." Mike moved away and sat back in his chair. Then Susan started to cry.. She left early, came home late, then went straight to her room. He wondered when she ate, since she declined any invitations to eat with him, whether it was in the apartment or out at a restaurant. She was never rude—she didn't ignore him or not speak to him—but she acted like she was afraid of him. Connie had never done that before, and he began to think perhaps he'd said something to offend her without knowing it. When Friday rolled around, Simon took advantage of having worked extra hours. By now my pussy was on fire and I need to cum so badly but Joyce wouldn't let up on my pee hole, so I just went with the flow (no pun intended). I said to her " I can't hold it any longer" this sent her over the edge, she was now fingering her pussy flat out and licking me dry at the same time. Then all of a sudden she pushed hard on my bladder and the floodgates opened. First it started as a dribble then it turned into a flood, I could have never believed how good it felt, I only wish I had.