I couldn't believe I was standing here making small talk when all I really wanted to do was rip his clothes off. "You?" "I broke up with my girlfrien...d," he said, looking at me expectantly, waiting for a reaction. Personally I was excited, we could carry on with the fantastic sex without my conscience getting in the way, but I wasn't sure if he was happy. "I'm sorry to hear that," I said, trying to stop a smile from appearing on my face. He leaned in, I could feel his breath on my cheek, on. . and somehow, she managed to smile up at Me with her eyes."Good Girl" I said with a genuine tone. "I'm now going to fuck your throat."I heard a soft whimper from behind me. Sure, he was able to talk, but I'm guessing that he had no words for what was happening to his wife.... WITH HER CONSENT!Still holding her by the head, I began a slow yet determined hip-thrust, driving My hard cock deep into her throat. She did her best to position her head and neck to take Me all the way in and even though. She shimmied out of her skirt and was left in her pink panties. She already had her shoes and socks off before.Hermione removed her robe followed by her sweater vest then her white shirt to reveal her still lightly tanned skin. Her bra was a white lace holding her B close to C-sized breasts. She took off her skirt, shoes and socks and revealed her lacy white panties.Harry stared at all three girls and grew hard. He was going to have a good night tonight. He removed his sweater than his shirt,. Artworks that included a picture that 30 years later, would once again remind me of a time well spent.It wasn't just physical though. We could talk art and politics well into the evening and get drunk and eat great food cooked by Jim. His only real talent was being a deft and creative cook. We would sit at the table and if our knees touched, or if we were so close we had to rub against each other, we wouldn't move. On a few occasions I was so wasted that I slept over and watched enviously as.