Ever since the death of her mother when she was 10 her father had spoiled her outrageously. There would be no question of anyone disturbing Lady Gwend...lyn’s rest, his head would be on a platter and served to her by her own father if anyone were to do anything against his dear daughter’s will. Especially when she was feeling unwell. Heart pounding madly in her chest, she waited until there was total silence in her rooms, her wing of the keep emptied out of everyone but her and her sick maid.. After few minutes my friend rolled down from my wife to her left side and holds her in his both hands around her. Her boobs were getting crushed on his chest as he holds her so tightly. He slept with her the whole night like that. I was watching all that standing next to the door, hardly three feet from the bed. I was enjoying everything as if I was watching a porn movie. It did not hurt me that my friend was fucking my wife in front of me. It really gave me some kind of pleasure, may. That sound she made, soft and vulnerable, the purr of a kitten from the mouth of a lioness, it wrapped around his spine in the particular magic of intimate familiarity. It hurt, hurt because he knew he would be losing it soon again. But for now she was still in bed with him and he was not willing to let those moments, possibly the last moments, slip from his grasp without a fight. His lips wandered from the soft curve of her shoulder further up, the sharp edge of her bone too prominent under. I never have been a lover of pubic hairs on a woman, I like them as smooth as a cue ball. I certainly could not put my cock let alone my face down amongst that lot.Sometimes the cock, which is remote from the nose, can handle rougher terrain than the sense of smell, but this one was very bad to the extent that I thought she must be suffering some complaint.We had a conversation about all this and I left with a promise to return and a promise from her to clean up.I never ever went back to her.