. ?” she yelped.“Shhhh ... wait.”I climbed up over her, pushed her knees apart with mine, and then pulled her legs into a wide vee, moving my he...d down to her crotch. I leaned into her groin and inhaled. The faint aroma of lavender soap, a clean cunt, and young skin, from just inches away, was so intoxicating that my head swirled. My rigid cock swelled even more.“God, so luscious,” I muttered.Denise giggled, peeking down between her pert breasts, past her long, slim thighs, to my face.My eyes. Her target, Mr. Kellner, was one of the leading art collectors in the world, and resided in Los Angeles, when he wasn’t in Zurich, Hong Kong, or one of the other many residences he owned around the world. He had become extravagantly rich through the collection and sale of art and sculpture, but recently, the intelligence agencies of the world began to take a closer look at him. First of all, there was the question of legitimacy concerning his obtaining of certain works, especially those thought. "No I don't be believe in divorce... yes he did cheat on me... well I don't know, I guess you're right. Let me think about it." I was livid My wife was considering divorce, after she kept me waiting, walking on eggshells and apologizg for a YEAR! If she was going to divorce me she should have done so a year ago.Then it happened once again.I found the pictures and the plan came together. A friend asked to borrow my digital Camera. I noticed there were pictures in memory. I downloaded them and. Me – Just like me.Veda – Yeah. In my first night when I saw my husband naked, his cock was not even half of what you have. Maybe 3 inches long. That’s it. I was a bit disappointed but I convinced myself that my husband’s cock is everything for me. We had sex regularly, like weekly once. But I never got pregnant.Me – Why? Your husband didn’t have cum inside your pussy, huh?Veda – He did. We consulted a doctor. The doctor ran a few tests on me and my husband and found out that my husband was.