It was probably twenty degrees warmer in the tent. I opened my mouth to issue orders, as my eyes scanned the interior to find her.She was already in t...e still-zipped-together sleeping bags. Her shoulders were bare and her hair fanned out on a pillow under her head. Her arms lay outside the bag, on her stomach. She was obviously naked under the bright colors of the sleeping bag fabric.“Turn out the light when you come to bed,” she said. “Don’t be too long. I’m already chilly.”I had a job when I. But soon, they gave in to their temptations and started exchanging each other’s tongues. A few minutes went by with a french kiss.Then Manoj pushed Vani towards the door and started kissing her on the neck. He slowly started to remove her top, and she was totally immersed in this beautiful heavenly experience. Her hands were on his face and pushing his face on herself. Manoj was now kissing her ears.Manoj knew a lot about how to stimulate the release of oxytocin by touching different points.. I know all the details. I know the disrespect being placed upon me and my house, despite the absolute bullshit my wife has decided to justify her dalliance with. She's scratching an itch that I never even knew about, much less was given a chance to satisfy.Plus, I was old fashioned enough to understand that two wrongs never made a right. Sure, it would balance and it would make us even, but more than likely it would destroy us if she were to imagine I'd done the same. Whatever justifications. I finished an unsatisfying frozen meal I zapped in the micro and settled in to watch some tv. It wasn't long before I opened my robe and switched on some porn the big screen. I'm a rather shy guy and don't date often, so Sunday evenings usually end up with a masturbation session to sate my need to release for another week. It didn't matter what flavor of porn it was. They all suffice. I usually play a form of roulette and settle in to watch whatever acts of sex came on. I was in the midst of.