The man said he saw Erick cum only a couple minutes into it.I didn’t know what to do but drink the Ice Wine that was sitting there for me. The taste...of cum and Ice Wine was an interesting combination.Some days I think back and feel dirty and others I think back and feel excited. So where was I? Oh yes, washing down the cum of an older, fat balding man with some yummy Ice Wine. I couldn’t believe what had just happened but oddly I took to being a slutty wife rather easily. I sat there looking. She giggled, asking him if she really had done a good job. Drowsily he nodded his head, unable to find any words, only able to grin that he had perhaps the sexiest wife on the face of the earth. Their panting decreased and they naturally eased their bodies, molding into one another. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders, stroking her soft, angelic hair. With his other arm he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the heart-shaped box of chocolates. Managing with his one free hand, he. “One of those will do nicely.”“I’ll be right back,” I said breezily.I walked into the kitchen and fumbled around looking for a clean wine glass. Something told me that grubby finger marks would not do. I couldn’t work out quite why I was feeling this way, but the woman had an undeniable air of being in control despite having intruded into my space. I opened a new bottle of wine, one of my more extravagant purchases made in a moment of madness. I had the sense that she could taste cheapness. I. We had moved to Cookeville to give them a good place to grow somewhat like Knoxville had been for us." She looked at Roy and they smiled to each other. There were some long time memories between them."After the Day, we didn't get sick. We watched so many people sicken and die. In that next week, we met Ted and Marcy who had been dating and married to face whatever future there might be as husband and wife." Both Jane and I and the Bagwells smiled to our respective spouses at that. About a week.