Both men seemed to grunt and come at the same time as people stood around listening and touching their own cocks. As the whimpers died down, the silen...t shadows started to move away in search of new sexual sounds or whatever. Chris felt a soft small hand slip into his bigger one and was pulled along when suddenly they stopped and the guy pushed him against the flimsy wall and started licking his nipples. The horny kisser took Chris’ strong arms and placed the big hands on his smooth buttocks as. In the living room when my hand was inside my moms top, the realtor snapped and demanded to know if mom was really going to buy a house. I was busted with my hand on mom bra, I froze. Mom smiled and told the realtor about her 500 pound husband giving her 25g to get her to move out. That in the process of trying to make him file for divorce that she had developed, well, some bad habits of flirting with her son. But that all of that would pass soon enough, she was sure of it. The realtor said. Heather was a peasant. Daughter of a drunkard. Owned by the Duke. Sam ... Sam was a strong, brilliant woman. She had crossed two continents. Crossed between worlds, by pure will, and the love for this man. And, he ... he had survived on this world, the only man, for a year. He was strong. Heather could see that. He was a fitting companion for a woman such as Sam. They would be happy...She almost dropped to her knees. Almost cried. Almost did everything that proved she was unworthy of. " Brittany admitted, to herself as well. "But Justin, I need him. You don't even understand!" I don't understand? Situations reversed, you'd be telling me I was a fucking idiot. Remember Chyanne? EXACT same situation. I loved her, she cheated, and you told me that I was being retarded and she wasn't worth it. Don't be a hypocrite and lets GO HOME!" Jay...." Brittany started, not finding any words that would help her stance. "I know you're right... But I can't leave yet. I can't just give up.