“Sometimes we need to suppress our egos for the benefit of our relationship. I don’t think it matters what the genders are. Two people sharing a l...ife together are going to have moments of friction.”“How we resolve those moments,” Eva added, “is what’s important. It’s even more important than how we make love.” They embraced. “I love you so much, Janet.”“I love you, too.” They kissed and Eva stroked Janet’s cheek. “Monica also remarked on how attractive you are. She’s absolutely right.” Eva. The rushing wind felt like it was blowing away all my conscience about the situation I found myself in. The pollen and spores of desire were being seeded in new territory and I was openly and confidently allowing my new found feelings for this beautiful barely legal boy to flow. I looked over at Matt with a smile on my face, with a sense of being born again, of being released from old ideas and bonds of agreement. He looked back and beamed at me; comfortable, relaxed, trusting. He placed his. On the same wall was a Panasonic 72” plasma TV. There were no windows, and only one door, which was hidden by the padded walls, and had a button on the wall panel that you had to push to get in. On the other side were the panels of LED lighting. I had the bitchingest room ever.Jordan and I went into my room. My bathroom was behind my room if you are sitting on the bed, and had an entrance on either side of it. the Bathroom itself had a frosted glass cube window. The entire bathroom was black. Bill’s cock was shining with each withdrawal. In and out, in and out. Linda was getting the maximum out of every stroke by waiting until Bill’s cockhead was almost completely out of her pussy before pushing back down to bury it deep inside her. Each time Bill withdrew, Linda’s stretched vagina stayed open in preparation for the next thrust. Suddenly, Linda leaned to one side pulling Bill with her. As she rolled onto the floor, Bill continued the motion and moved on top. Linda’s heels raised.