"This was a mistake." "No it wasn't," I said, shrugging off my shoulder holster and forty-five. "You came here for something. You came here for this."...I knelt down before her, pushed her black skirt up over her hips. Ran my finger over her sheer stockings. Placed them on her black satin panties and the warm mound beneath. I caressed her through the thin material. She responded, letting out a little gasp, pushing her vulva forwards. "No," she rasped. "Yes," I said, circling the pads of my. I know every hallway, every room, every hidden passage, but now that I am with you, now that I am here as your wife, I feel as if I am a complete stranger here. The opera house is the same, I suppose. Only I have changed."She smiled shyly."I hope I have changed for the better, mon amour."He returned her smile with a wicked one of his own."Oui, ma chère, you become more wondrous and enchanting with each passing day. Ah! Yes, here we are!"He led the confused woman out onto the stage."And now, mon. I took my finger and traced his bulge. Looked like the guy was about my size. He reached down to my pants and felt for the lump. When he found it, he grabbed it and moaned. I pulled down his shorts and exposed him; he was uncut and you could see his head clearly under his foreskin. The whole dick was veiny and looked as hard as a piece of pipe. I wrapped my hand around it and began to slowly stroke.All the while, Bob kept his hand around my dick in my pants. After I'd stroked him a few. "But I want you to know that I want some more of this big guy before the nights over?" Moving apart, Mike turned towards Terri so they could leave but she was nowhere in sight. Wondering where she had gone Mike started to look around when he heard moaning coming from inside the cabin. When he come close to the door the moaning became much louder. Then he peeped inside the room he understood the reason for the moaning. Inside the cabin his loving wife was on her knees in front.