Then he helped Susan to her feet. With his arm around his groggy wife to steady her he helped her walk as they left the restaurant. Standing at the do...r of their pickup truck in the parking lot, he pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth while he ran his hands over her butt.For the very first time in their short marriage, she didn't make an attempt to stop him, even though several other people were close by. Susan never would have allowed such a public display of affection if the drug were. Lightning did not make the usual left turn that was their custom when they came to the picket fence.Instead he turned to the right and headed for the old tool shed that nobody ever used any more.Melanie thought it strange for Lightning to have suddenly lost the way and cooed softly in his ear.She told the horse that they were heading the wrong way and to turn back. But it stubbornly moved forward.The horse began to quicken its pace. In a flash they were at full gallop. Melanie held on for dear. ” “Yeah. You mind taking a picture and putting it on my laptop?” Jake chuckled. “Of course. Any requests?” Petra glanced at his crotch. “Load of ‘em, but for now just let’s get a good pic or two.” Jake let his pants drop. “Two now? Hm, aren’t we demanding.” Petra grinned, taking his cock in her hand and stroking it. “Says the guy who stuck this thing inside me while I was frozen in time,” she said. “Heh. You got me there. You just looked so sweet and-mmh.” Jake’s sentence trailed off as. I've ogled and fantasized about other women over the years, but have never even thought seriously about taking any action. In fact, I've deliberately avoided situations where I'd get into lengthy conversations with attractive women, mainly to avoid the temptation to do more than just talk.My sex life with my wife was an on-again, off-again affair, and currently it was off-again. The more I thought about it, the more I began to rationalize fucking Irma. 'After all, she's 58, probably not very.