It may have even been their plan, or more likely, her plan the whole time.Letting a young, sex crazy boy, grow to love being with her husband, then wa...k in on us. One, or both of them wanted a “boy toy” and they got one. At least at first, it was both of them in the bedroom. At least I still got to be with him. I had become so drawn to him and his big cock, I would have done anything for him or to please him. I felt addicted to his cock and as odd as it may sound, especially his cum. Slowly. She got the works: massage, manicure, pedicure, hair fixed up, and whatever other secret things women do at these places that men don't really understand. She walked in the door, pleased with herself—and rightfully so. She had a smile on her face; she looked good and she knew it. I walked around her, doing my own admiring."I like, babe! You look great!" I paused; there was one little thing. So in my direct way I added, "With your hair like that it does make your face look kinda round."Okay,. We don't have good ears in some of those groups, so you're going to have to keep your eyes open, as well." All right, give me a call if you hear anything at all that should make me nervous. I have too big a family to have to worry about people wanting to harm any of them."Laughing, the contact replied, "Yes, you do have a big family that is getting bigger, as well as a rather large extended family. According to Wanda and your other observers, there must be near a hundred people that you. You have your beer. I expect you want some snacks don't you?" Yeah, sure. That's fine, Ginger. Oh, shit! Did you see him miss that simple fucking lay-up? Okay, okay. Get some stuff to eat. Let me watch this now. Bring me another beer too." I'll help her, man. Let me know what happens."I got up and followed Ginger as she walked out and down to the kitchen, down the hall from the den. She was leaning up against the counter as she reached up to open a cabinet. That must be where the chips and.