We’d like you to come over every weekday instead of twice a week. Mature sex Both looked terrified. We were disgusted and even more surprised at the messes all over the house. We sat close together and watched a few people sing some terrible karaoke. Emily nervously looked at my wife Rochelle as she stared back with jealous anger on her face. There’s no way he would care if I sleep with you two. For the next few months, my wife and I had quickies with Chloe three or four nights a week. On Sunday morning I woke in the best way possible, with my morning wood sliding into her hot tight ass! One night we went to the basement and ‘did laundry’ for an hour or so. I stared deeply into her eyes then French kissed her, getting much more applause. After a tense but nice meal, we went to a hotel room upstairs. –
We loved our son Jonathan dearly, but having him in the house greatly complicated our sex
