”“Why don’t we ‘Play the Game?’ Let’s see if risking my womb will make it hotter?”“You might want to hurry, I have a pizza arriving in...10 minutes, it’s either you or the pizza boy that gets a crack at my egg…”“What’s it going to be lover?”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~REUNION RUINEDYour wife is out of town for her high school reunion. You couldn’t go due to work obligations.On Saturday night you haven’t heard from her all weekend. You’ve left dozens of messages and voice mails. Finally, very late,. .. Wow! As she was flashing us she was also reaching over and sipping on a cold beer... which meant she was probably drunk and it explained why she had the courage to do what she was doing.The more she drank, the bolder she got and then her top came off and she then started to fondle her nipples. the nipples themselves were huge and fully hard even before she started playing with them. Occasionally she would lift her huge titties up and suck on them... God what I wouldnt give to be able to bury. It was a cold, crisp night with several inches of snow on the ground. The sky was clear and the stars sparkled as they walked slowly toward their home. Bundled up in their coats, arms around each other, they were as content as two lovers could be."I'm almost sad to see last year go," Bonnie said."Why?" Brent asked, curious."It was the best year of my life," she said unequivocally."I'm glad to hear that. I was pretty good for me too," he agreed."I want it to be like this, but I want to be with. If masters do this to beautiful women I am no master. This was the first time she was allowed to call anyone by his first name. Cindi started to care for this man already. By the sound of his accent she figured he must be a New Yorker. She had never really listened to the men before as she didn’t really care but there was some kindness from this guy at least for now. He took her by the hand and led her upstairs into his bedroom and then into the bathroom so she could first take a bath or.