Scott was like Kramer from Seinfeld in that he never knocked before he would just come barging in. He lived in L.A. with his wife Monica, but he was i...n San Francisco that week on business so I had him staying at my place. He sat down at the table with me, and before I could even do anything he snatched my paper away. ‘What’s this?’ he asked casually. Once he read the first few sentences, he slammed the paper on the table. Pissed off, he shoved me in the chest, knocking me to the kitchen floor.. I decided that I loved my wives and would not worry about them and loving me anymore. I loved them and I was going to let them love me.I worked on planting the wheat before the snow fell. We also sawed a couple of days a week.My sweet wives had worked out a schedule for spending time with me at night, but they had decided to change it over to four groups instead of two groups. They also had everyone sleeping in the bed, but they knew who was to have a turn with me each night. I liked the new. And started massaging her boobs softly and left my another hands into her panty and its like heaven and its an hairy pussy….now she is fully into thisI lifted her and she was in my hips like a child were I kissed her and stared tasting her tongues in seconds and I can’t let go my tongues…..then I took her in to her bedroom were I dropped her bed and started unbuttoned her shirt and and saw her bra were it is pink color I can’t resist I started suck it and bite it were she started to scream and. " Rubbish!" All right but a small one. Christopher, would you do the honours?"Christopher smiled and nodded. She led him to the kitchen and got four glasses down. She also produced ice."No lemon," she apologised."Matters not much in my opinion," replied Christopher."And certainly not today."They took the drinks back through and sat down. Tina made sure she and Christopher were on the sofa, further apart than normal but still in touching distance. She smiled at him and got one back. Rosie did.