“Your mother is calling you to breakfast, Milosh.” There! Milosh. He obviously didn’t believe my little story. I couldn’t care less. He was th...e one in trouble, not me and I decided not to feel or show any distress. “I’ll just take a quick shower, dad. I’ll be down in a minute.” I said and he nodded again, this time leaving the room altogether. I waited for his heavy steps to thump down the stairs and remained in bed until I was certain he wouldn’t return.A sunray poked through the shutters,. Please, please, please try to find another way to restore your passion for Lydia's cunt until then.Did my Solutions reply help? (Reader she is referring to her 11-1 email above where she comments on the text of my final solution to what kind of woman she really is that I sent her attached at the end of my 9-1 email above.)Hugs,BrenPS: Is it possible for you to be fucking your wife, Lydia, and at the same time think in your mind that you are fucking me in my deliciously hot and magic cunt, so. I’ve never done this with a man!"Paul let his hands slide up and down Bob's body slowly. His fingers gently teasing his cock, and he could feel it getting hard again. Slowly, he stroked and squeezed it as he applied pressure at Bob's asshole. “See,” he said, “You like this baby.”Bob nodded his assent. Paul leaned forward and began licking and biting softly on Bob's nipples as he teased his cock. He was very hard again. Then Paul whispered, "Sit up for me, I want to take your shirt off."Bob. " We won't be this time. I locked the door. Kiss me, Laura. We haven't kissed for weeks."They nearly devoured one another, standing by Rhonda's huge desk. Laura thought Yvette was going to swallow her tongue, she was so aggressive."I want to feel your tongue inside my pussy," Yvette panted against Laura's cheek. "Sometimes I dream of it. Arthur is huffing and puffing, and jamming his huge dick up into me, and I'm lying there thinking of Laura's tongue in my pussy. How do you like that?" I hate.