“Just thinking about you.”My wife is Jean, that beautiful, brown-haired girl from the first grade.Jean flashed the smile that stirs my heart every... time. “I like when you do that.”I grinned at her. “So do I.”We have been married 25 years. Three c***dren — a daughter and two sons. Two gainfully employed. One in college. First grandc***d on the way.Who would have guessed all of that one sunny summer’s day years earlier? I was back in my hometown for a weekend. She had moved back to town. I saw. As Tim surveyed the table for his first shot Barb glanced at Richard and confirmed what that he was following her every move. She wasnt sure if it showed, but she felt her cheeks go flush. As Tim made the shot Barb realized it was time for drastic measures. At first she positioned herself opposite of Tim and pressed her thighs against the tables edge so that her pussy was setting right in his line of sight. When Tim made that shot too, Barb decided to start playing dirty. She was determined to. “Everything in there is the truth. I can prove it too. But I will let you find out yourself. You can dig at me and hate me all you want. I think most of the hate is in the fact that you have a boyfriend you are loyal to. Though you have some kind of attraction to me. Then I have just been ignoring you. I knew you had a boyfriend. Cyria doesn’t so I have been going after her. I do like what I have seen so far of her there is a strength hidden there but a shyness that just draws one in. I want to. Carrie pushed Marcia back against the vanity and lifted slightly. Marcia lifted her ass and half-sat on the small sink. Carrie had gotten down on her knees and was kissing Marcia’s smooth belly. Marcia groaned and put her head back; she grabbed a handful of Carrie’s black hair and held her head in a tight grip. Carrie’s mouth and tongue worked wonderful magic on Marcia’s body as they quickly zeroed in on Marcia’s swollen clit. Carrie’s tongue slid up against Marcia’s clit and it felt like a.