The following week we met for coffee and I was surprised when Bettychose a table at the back of the caf? as we normally sat in a window seat oroutside...on the sidewalk. Clearly Betty had something on her mind and I stronglysensed she was fighting to find the words to say it. I briefly feared she wasgoing to tell me she no longer felt it was appropriate for us to meet forcoffee regularly. I had never asked her if she had mentioned our coffee sessionsto her husband, although I suspected she had. "Of course not," she murmured; "I wasn't looking at anything."But her actions said otherwise. By this time, I would have expected Emily to have slapped me, slapped the painter, and stormed out of the room. Instead, she was still lying there, with me inside of her, legs still twisted around my back. While the thrusting had stopped, she made no motion to get up, and her unconvincing objection to seeing Rob's cock betrayed her words. Challenging her to protest, I nodded to Rob. He knew what to do.. More

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