"Sweetie," my wife addressed me, "we need more towels. There is a stack in the upstairs bathroom. Do you mind?" I'm on it!" I said, and went to get th...m. The upstairs bathroom door wasn't closed, so I walked on in. Pow! There was Brittany in a skimpy, pink string-bikini, with matching pink hoop earrings, struggling to put some sunblock on her back.We locked eyes as we startled each other, both of us just standing there. "Uh, do you need some help?" I didn't wait for an answer. This girl was too. She lowered herself in front of me. Slowly caressing my cock as she put me in her mouth. I felt Molly's warm saliva and soft tongue embrace my head then the shaft. She bobbed her head slowly while stroking my cock and making a slurping sound as her lips made their way back up to the head. My eyes rolled back in my head and I felt the spread of goosebumps fall all over my body. She stopped sucking me and stood back up. She was only a few inches shorter than me at 6'2" so she looked me right. "She sped up, but before I could say or do anything else, Orda shouted, "NEVER!", and switched into werewolf form. She launched herself from the cart seat directly at the ogre's face; it looked like she intended to bite down on his nose. The ogre was amazingly quick; he swatted her away while she was in mid-flight. The blow was hard enough to cave in her ribs on her left side and to fling her clear across the river so that she landed on the other side. She was going to be incapacitated for the. He just wasn't worth any more of my time and energy. I just included a little note that said, "Merry Christmas Norm. Thought you might like to know what kind of a slut whore your wife is and what she really thinks of you. Your friend and pal, Dan."My main concern was focusing on my obsession with wanting to watch Lydia fuck and suck other men because it was beginning to have an affect on the quality of Lydia's and my sex life. She wasn't making any progress in fixing that problem like she said.