We should make this last.’ Emma felt her lips curl into a slight smile. ‘What will you do with me? Set me up in a small house, visit me once in aw...ile?’ ‘I’ll set you up anywhere you wish. You’ll have a troop of servants, all the gowns you want, I’ll shower you with jewels — sapphires to compliment your eyes and dark beauty.’ He gave her a strange look. ‘I’ll take you to my villa in Italy.’ ‘Is that where you take all your women?’ She asked playfully, but he only shook his head. ‘You are the. She turned and said, "I'm sorry honey, I have an appointment with the gynecologist tomorrow and I want to stay cool. '" The husband turns disappointed. A few minutes later, he turned back to his wife."Do you also have an appointment at the dentist tomorrow?"The cutterBill worked in a pickle factory. He had worked here for several years when he came home one evening and confessed to his wife that he had a terrible temptation: he wanted to put his penis into the cutter pickles. His wife suggested. I moved my right hand off her boob which throw my balance back, she reach out to catch herself but brushed against my harden cock when she put her hand down. Startled by feeling my excitement, she moved her hands and her faced rubbed against my dick. As she came down I caught her other leg and noticed she wasn't wearing any bottoms. That amazing ass and beautiful pussy that I saw that glorious mourning a few years back was now was slowly moving towards my face. I carefully sat her down, the top. I was hoping someone would see us but no-one did. That would have been so crazy.Saturday afternoon we drove to Barry and Marsha’s house. We got there about 6pm. Had drinks and then dinner. All very civilised. Of course we all knew what would happen later. I was hard as soon as we arrived. Joy had packed her underwear in her bag and when we arrived Marsha had on skirt and top that left nothing to the imagination. It was a toss-up those nipples were the most erect, Joy and Marsha. I think it.