Today the lucky guy is her neighbor, but tomorrow can be some strange guy she meets on the street. She is not about cheating her husband for getting h...r pussy or ass fucked. No, her only motivation is to use her feet to masturbate other guy’s cocks. Her feet look like that have been made to do this and especially when she puts some lube to help things out. He is happily receiving his footjob when she gets a call on her cell phone. Guess what? Silence is imposed, it is her man and she pretends. In the car park, I found the well-used donkey jacket lying on the floor below the driver’s door of my car. For one awful minute I was unsure about picking it up. I knew that Pat and his friends had close connections with the kind of people who where in the habit of blowing-up folks they didn’t like or trust. And Patrick did know that I was aware he wasn’t who he claimed to be. After staring at the coat for some time and with my heart in my throat, I gave the jacket a little kick. The coat. After a while, it just became something Johnny would do for me once in a while. There was almost never any advanced warning; every time Johnny came over, I wanted my husband to feel that delicious cuckold angst and anxiety, not knowing if he was gonna get fucked that night.Then, much, much later, I met Marlon and required my hubby to submit to him, which he now does almost every Monday night. My instructions to Marlon: make him your bitch, do whatever you want with him, but don’t hurt him.Well…. She’s a mischievous one.”Giggling, Linda replied, “But I can run so much faster than you.”“Just wait until you look and feel like an elephant,” teased Kelly.Ed said, “We have to celebrate somehow. Any suggestions?”When no one suggested anything, Kelly said, “How about we go to Maria’s?”Giggling, Linda said, “When that baby is born, it’s going to come out speaking Spanish considering how much Mexican Food you’ve been eating.”“I’ve just been hungry for that kind of food for a while, that’s.