"You can change it if you want." "It's okay." She says. "I'll watch it with you." I haven't spied on Connie since we've returned from New York. Our re...lationship changed during that weekend and it seems like a betrayal of her trust to keep spying on her. Of course, I haven't stopped recording her, just in case I change my mind. I'm still trying to figure out if her skimpy outfits are meant to entice me to take our relationship to the next level, or just a reflection of her level of comfort. Pan might look like Muriel, but that's all. Her demeanor, values and core have been radically transformed. She is no longer Muriel.We have the hardest time with Ninay who is truly pissed off in the worst way. There is little I can do to help Ninay with her feelings. So we just ride them out. Her worst problem is that no one, not even Pan will support her tantrums and childish behavior. Pan is the clearest on this and that is what has been sending Ninay over the top. Pan's subservient behavior. " But..." Knowing you, you'll still be good for another one." She looked at Mrs Johnson and smiled, "I'll have seconds today, but we'd better have a chat later."And pushed me out through the door.Mrs Johnson was busy in the kitchen when I got back down. She avoided eye contact and I went up to her. She stiffened as I caught her."You OK?" Oh, I don't know what to think. What is she going to say?" Not so much what she might say as what she might do, I think," I said. "Did you enjoy it?" Mmmm.". Simon moved awkwardly closer on his knees and she writhed her ass until she was all but slipping off the sofa. His cock slipped into her in one steady thrust. His earlier orgasm made his second a struggle. With his hands under her ass he fucked her desperately. She squeezed her breasts cruelly with her hands, like in a porn movie. Just as he was wondering if he could make it, the first tremors began inside him. He was going to come, he was going to come. With each thrust there was a slap of him.