"So, Chuckie, he says he's not fuck-ing her anymore. He says it was just sexxxx. He says he's sorrrry. Think I should believe him, Chuckie? Whadya thi...k?"The kid squinted at me with a puzzled look. This was a complication he hadn't counted on."Well ma'am, I really wouldn't know."She sighed in disgust, then lowered her eyes to his obvious erection, smiled, and the temptress returned."Hmm - but don't you think that if he can fuck other women, I should be able to fuck other men? You do think I'm. He was definitely the kinda guy I would have gone for in my single days. It all began to come true after small talk and opening questions about where were from and how we were up in Tahoe with. When I told him of my husband and pointed him out at the craps table, he commented that my hubby was a lucky guy. I took that opportunity to test the water and responded that he didn’t have to be the only lucky guy. We were stunned for a moment as he processed what I had said. When it sunk in, he smiled.. Dave passed on the information about what the stripper would cost and the fact that how far she would go, would be determined by how much she was offered by the boys on the night. Bob was very happy with that, and said to go ahead and organise it all. He told Dave he had already booked the penthouse suite, gave him the hotel and the name and phone number of a guy there that would show Dave where to unload the food etc. He said there would be eight guys on the night and that they would be. ” James announced, as he started to kick off his boots, unbuckled his overall and removed the shirt. I was shocked at the bulge bursting through his tight boxer. He climbed between my wife’s legs and she moved up her hips to meet his mouth. She was enjoying this.After a few minutes of sucking on her pussy, James exclaimed:“Your slutty wife is so tight, she is going to love my black cock!” “Come on over here, cuckie… watch as I ruin this little bitch´s pussy...”I got up, as if in a trance, and.