I don't understand still."She was talking to my wife. I'd been set up!"Look... say what you want about him, I think you're wrong. I don't think he's e...ver cheated on you, and to be totally honest, I feel really guilty doing what I've been doing. I like Dave a lot more than I knew and you having me do this..."Lynn seemed to be having a hard time doing this at least. Maybe she did like me a little bit after all. I was trying to digest this off the wall discovery, and finding it hard to know where. I needed to cum so bad. The way he switched between squeezing my nipples and stroking them made me want to moan so bad.He had the perfect view of me pumping my hips up and down while I rubbed my clit in hard circles. He started squeezing my nipples almost grabbing them and shaking them so hard. I did moan. He whispered 'cum so hard you squirt. Can you do that?' I mumbled mmm hmmm. I barely ever squirted. But, I knew it was going to happen. To do it involved both hands. One hand fingering my. . “My CRP.”She said... “Good.”We continued walking, and finally she opened a door, and I was back in our room again. Nickolas was already back. The lights are on and it’s a few minutes after 7 AM. I asked where Sarah and Rachel were, and she said they’re on their way.Nickolas and I talked about what took place, and like me he had a dental check and some serious cleaning done, then brought back here. It’s not long before Sarah and Rachel are back with the same story. Within minutes the lady. Ah, finally Kinley st., now Rick said that the house number is 27, I looked towards the nearest house. "Holy shit its 27!" My hand instinctly jumped to my mouth covering it. Well the worst part is over, now Rick said that the duffel bag with all the tools he needed was in a garbage can on the side of an abandoned house. It took me a while to find it but I did, and I quickly doubled back, eager to have my first taste in what felt like decades. I looked at my watch, it was 9:20, my sly informant.