Not that I care what color her lovers are. She just never seemed to have any interest in that. When we did those cuckold fantasy games with her dildos... it was always just a different cock, a bigger one, etc. Never about color. Just the supposedly superior lover.I was afraid to go back to sleep, afraid the nightmare might come back. So I went back to my chair and my book.Eventually I must have fallen asleep in my chair because I woke up five minutes before six, like every Monday morning when it. ... but i was having some trouble staying awake then i heard a car pull up and then drive off i knew it was them so i woke myself up and tiff walked in "you guys have fun?" i asked "it was alright, we watched a movie and went the the pub but me and your brother fought almost the whole time hes such an ass" she replied "yeah i know.... " we carried on little idle chit chat for a while and went outside to smoke it was pretty cold outside and neither of us had much on other than shorts and a t. “Yes I am. It’s in the garage. Here let me show you.” I led her to the garage and nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. As I walked past the corner of the house I felt a blow to the back of my head dropping me instantly. I tried to move but really couldn’t then I heard a voice.“Good job Kari. So did you enjoy fucking my wife you bastard” Hiro said. I couldn’t believe it; I walked right into a trap. I manage to see what hit me and I saw Hiro. ” “Oh… I didn’t think about that.”“So, maybe we should get you out of that dress.”“I… I don’t know, Pastor Gary.”“You have a bra on, right? It’ll be just like wearing a bikini. You’ve done that, right.”“Oh, mom won’t let me wear a bikini.”“But you have, haven’t you?”“Yes,” the girl breathed, and the flush on her face made her seem both younger and more desirable. “It’s no different. And it’ll keep your dress from getting stained.”“I… what about my bra? Mom washes it too. She’d see stains on.