I left a note and headed upstairs to my own apartment.Wren and her parents came up a little later, and her father offered to take everyone to dinner. ... called Kendall’s apartment one more time before we left, but she still wasn’t there. Wren tried to cheer me up, but I wasn’t in the mood to be cheered up.Dinner was good—Wren’s father had excellent taste in restaurants—but I brooded through it until Wren touched my knee under the table.“What’s the matter?” she asked softly.“Nothing,” I lied, but. After her retirement, Wendy began to spend a lot of time in her garden, mostly at the front of her house. Occasionally, however, she attended to a vegetable garden, some fruit trees, and a chicken coup, in her backyard. At some time I became aware of her working in her yard, wondering if, since I could see her, she could see me.And, assuming she could, had she seen my naked body inside our house, as I was often nude inside. I began to look to see if she was in sight, before placing myself at. Maggie decided to play stupid, "I do?"Susanne glared at Maggie, "I saw you and Bree last night," Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," Maggie said, acting surprised."Did you hear what she said to me? What she called you?" No, not really, but I can imagine what she said about me," Maggie said, matter-of-factly."You probably couldn't hear us talking what with your head buried between her legs," Susanne snapped.Maggie retaliated, "Susanne, who are you to judge? Plus it is none of your damn business.". I took 2 more tokes and decided i would push my luck, i inhaled deeply and out the joint to the side and moved over to Jessie i put my lips right on heres and held them there, she opened her lips slightly and i exhaled the smoke and kissed her lips when i was done i leaned back and whispered "you can take them off its its better" she breathed out and opened her eyes and looked at me stroking my hard cock, she stared at it for a few mins then ripped her leggings off, she must have took her.
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