And, for me, I was a mess of confusion, doubt, and guilt. Sara took control of the situation. Beaming at me, she gave me a kiss.“Don’t worry, Mrs....D,” Sara said, “Timmy told me that you aren’t his biological aunt.”“Sara,” I said, “I’m not sure that made what I did ok. I really don’t know what got into me.” Hoping to myself that he hadn’t let on it wasn’t the first time.“Ooh,” laughed Sara, “I do. I know what got into you, Timmy’s cock!”“Sara, please,” I chided, “We need a serious talk.”“Why,. Wifey and I hit up a bar within walking distance and she pounded back a few beers. With each beer, her nerves subsided and it was time to get things rolling. We got there and Jerome welcomed us into the room with excitement. We chatted while smoking a dobie, which was quite strong, and things quickly escalated once it was done. I sat on the chair while Jerome stood wifey up and stood behind her, caressing her belly moving his hands slowly up to her breasts, his head nestled in her neck, kissing. I knew this guy, an older guy, who owned a bar, and he and I had been friends for a while, and had even tag-teamed one of his old girlfriends a few times. I asked him if we could use his bar as a site for a nice hard public cuckolding. He was game. His idea was to close up on the early side one weeknight and invite a few select people along to watch.The husband knew we were gonna fuck that night, but he had no idea what was really in store for him. We met at the bar for drinks, and he and the. Pulling the Breeding Pass from his pocket the teen triumphantly held it up for the man to see as he walked by. “Finally got one!” Dave shouted.Not even slowing his strides Dave continued to march out into the parking lot. He knew his sister’s car would be parked close to the exit.The man in the hoody shouted at Dave’s back, “They don’t work outside of the mall!”The news stopped the cocky teen in mid stride. “They what?” Dave asked even though he had heard the stranger perfectly.“They switch off.