I assumed a position behind her and began to fuck her doggie-style with everything I had in me. Several times I was on the verge of coming, but I stop...ed to put my tongue in her dripping pussy before entering her love channel again. I couldn’t get enough of her.Finally, Nisha placed her fingers on her clit and began bucking like crazy, coming with a force that I had never experienced. She drove me right over the edge, and I came so hard that I thought my balls were coming out through my penis.. She smiled at me and he said "OK buddy?"I watched as they returned to their embrace.I was mesmorised for a while watching it happen.Their lust like they knew each other well.She was looking me in the eyes and smiling in her "Thankyou" way I know well. Usually when I say I'll cook dinner.With an easy way about her (things i remember), her left hand unbuckled his belt, opened his fly and cradled his bulge in his pants.Another quick look at me in the eyes. She wants my approval? She did and I. Although there is no actual sex in this, I kept this in Loving Wives, since it’s directly connected to Pt. 1, which was an LW story.A last bit: Always be good hosts. A little manners goes a long way.Epilogue (10 Years after the conclusion of Part 1)Now empty nesters, Ken Foley sat at the dinner table as his wife Kris cleared the evening’s dishes when the doorbell rang.“I’ll get it,” he said, rising from his seat with a spring in his step. “I asked the agent for the condo downtown to come by. " Tom's voice surprised Paul and so did the sudden break of the van. Paul looked down at the tender girl and felt himself growing with rage at what he had just done. "And where the fuck is here, fag?" Paul was in no mood to deal with Tom's shit and he intended to let him know that. Tom chuckled nervously. "Here..is CraterWoodlands. No one comes out here anymore." He was right. CraterWoodlands was a small forest area that had been long abandoned ever since the new mall and park were built. No.