What about last night?” “I don’t even remember last MILF night, honestly the entire night was a blur.” “Why don’t you have Anna and that redhead fill in the gaps for you…” “I’m sorry, I…” “Relax… It’s not like we’re dating or anything. You can bone whoever you want… I don’t care.” It doesn’t look that way. I can tell she’s hurt as she continues down the hall with her hood on. I head back to my locker feeling terrible and grab my shit for class. Once I arrive, Nicole’s sitting on the opposite end, not even acknowledging me and the only open seat is as far away from her as possible. “Yeah, Dave! I saw you had a good time this weekend! Anna and Jess! Nice!” shouted some dude I don’t even know. Nicole gives me a deepthroat glare that could put out the sun… After taking a seat, the final bell rings. Nicole ignores me for the entire class. She won’t even look at me… I’ll do whatever it takes to turn this around. I know we had something between us. Something I’ve never felt before. What kills me housewives is that I hurt her this way. How could I get so drunk? I came with Nicole. It should’ve been her I woke up with… When class finally ends, I rush up to her. “Hey…” I explain why I’m here asking for reasoning why the entire Dallas market has made a dramatic drop in virtually every measurement we have. Her tongue licks at my frenulum. It throbbed and ached in her mouth. Most of which were men. CHAPTER FIVE: MILF THE SHOP T-take it off a-already!" "I JUST deepthroat PIECED IT TOGETHER KINDA. He gripped my hips, his crotch smacking into my rump. How big it is. How long it is.?” she asked and sis shrugged her shoulders as if ‘don’t know’. The train has stopped. Luther, Gary and Jill had gone to her bedroom, “do you think they’ll break him”? A group of housewives them were topless, showing off their lovely tits for everyone to admire, unashamed of their bodies. They had probably fallen out of the laundry basket and the cat had dragged them into her room, right?