I could feel cum, lots of cum, running out of my abused cunt, down my pussy lips and between my butt cheeks, teasing my tight little asshole before it... dripped onto the hard floor with a splat. I sat up, put myself together and allowed a little more to drip out of me before standing up. I left the sticky cum on my body as I snapped my bra and pulled my shirt down. DJ tucked his tired, spent cock back into his pants and zipped up and we casually left the theater, straightening and fixing. In the Humes household, Ben sat at his vanity and carefully did hisface. Lipstick. Powder. Rouge. Mascara. Eye shadow. He giggled a bit ashe put on his baby doll nightie. Clare came to bed, her big, thick dildoalready in place. "I love you in that nightie, my sweet thing. What wereyou giggling about just now?" Oh, thinking about Ed and the week that lies ahead for him."Clare laughed. "Yes, indeed. Can you just see the look on his face whenEdna tells him how it's going to be?" Edna had told. He said he'd turned it down.I moaned, "Oh Matt, that feels so good." and rubbed his cock through his shorts.We rode the elevator to the top floor of his building and got off. Matt led me up the stairs to a landing above the top floor. He tore open the garbage bag lying there. In it were two moving van pads. They looked new."Planning ahead?" I asked, a little angry that he assumed he'd need them."No Meg, hoping ahead."He opened the door and we went out onto the roof."Matt, on the roof? Someone. I felt her shudder with excitement as she said, “We could also withdraw to my boudoir between the periods for a little alone time. That way Michael could still watch the game with us.” Jeanne listened. After a moment she said, “No, Michael understands that if you come over tomorrow night you'll be my boyfriend and I'll be your girlfriend. I'll be with you exclusively. Think about this Jack, this could work very well for you. You can tell Anne that you met Michael and his wife, Jeanne through.