Amy was still curled up in his arms. She appeared to not have moved at all during the night."Damn, she's right. They are sexy pajamas," Brad thought.B...ad gently woke Amy while still continuing to hold her. As she awoke she looked up into his eyes trying to figure out where she was and how she had got into the chair with Brad. As she became aware of her surroundings she sat up on Brad's lap and looked at him."Thanks for holding me last night," Amy said quietly. "You're a good man" Amy get your. Phir me usse bat karta raha aur dheere-2 use scenty kar diya mene kahan me kal aaonga.Phir dusre din me subah 9.00 baje pahuch gaya wo kitchen me sabji kat rahi thi mene use peeche se jakar aankhe band ki aur phir halka sa hathon ko pakadten huen uske boobs ko chua kitne soft the. Wo ghabra gayi boli ye kya he mene kahan tumhe aaj punishment dena he. Phir wo apne husband ko khana dene shop pe gayi. Me tab tak apne penis ko tight kar raha tha mene apne penis pe viagara lagaya. Jaise hi wo ghar. Yes he knew her so well. Or so he thought. It was the age old sex ritual between them. The once or twice a week session, following the same pattern: some tender kisses, some nipple play, a leisurely 69 and a less sedate fuck."Yes," he said to himself in that inner voice that always gave succour to his thoughts. "I know what she needs, a little tenderness and then a good fucking."And indeed, it had been always been enough for them both. Oh yes. But now? No. Wendy made her mind focus on fantasy. "Very nice cunt for a white bitch," Nate said, "I'll be stopping by everyday for some of this, you understand?". "Yes," was all Linda could muster. The black man left and Linda laid down to rest. She fell asleep almost immediately and I snuck out the closet past her without disturbing her. I went to a bar and had a few drinks to steady my nerves. I didn't know what to do. If I confronted her with it, I knew that our marriage might be over. I didn't really want that and I guess I finally.