As usual, the talk turned to my wife being tag teamed. I’m not sure why, but all of a sudden my embarrassment turned into me being hugely turned on ...y catching her rubbing a random dude’s dick through his pants. When I mentioned this, my wife apologized again, but I wasn’t in the mood for apologies: I was fucking horny! So I said something like, “You were a fucking bad little beyotch and you owe me a favor for that.” My wife said that she would do anything for me because she’s my property and I. Her face broke into a wonderful smile when she saw me at the table. "Hi there! How are you doing this morning?" "I'm doing great, thank you." The night before she had just kissed me on the cheek and welcomed me to the family, but now I looked at her wonderful young body walking across the floor and my dick started to come to life. "I bet you are after last night!" she said as she grabbed a glass from the cabinet and went to the fridge. I watched her grab the jug of milk, then pour herself a. "I better stick to the little ones from now on!"Lily did. When Iris finally joined a few minutes later, she had happily eaten five more sprites. She wasn't even consciously aware of it, but despite her vow not to think about Snowflakes, she had only consumed pale white sprites sharing her own beautiful features.Iris eyed the six open and empty cages with a crooked grin. "Somebody sure enjoyed my generosity, I see." Yawning, she put her hands on the back of her head and arched her back as she. They repaired the business; it was healthy again. Jeff and Barbara were not going forget the hard times very soon.Jeff was fifty-four, Barbara fifty-one. He had put on a few pounds, but not many. He looked very much like he had when he and Barbara got married, except that his hair was graying. He struggled to control his blood-sugar. He really didn't care about the gray, but kept fighting the battle of the waistline. He yook pills fot the sugar. She felt the signs of menopause approaching. She.