My wife was fantasising aboutother men, black men�but was she also sleeping withthem? I had to find out.The following Sunday I searched the bedroom ...gain,indeed the whole apartment. This time I wasn’t lookingfor a dildo but for some evidence of an extra-maritalaffair � letters or greeting cards, perhaps, or anotherman’s hair in my shaving kit or my comb or between thesheets. What I found was another huge black dildo. Thisone was a double dildo, so she could pretend she washaving a. My muscles seized, my hips pushed up, my back arched. My moans elongated into one and I shook. Jess kept her fingers pushed deep into me, barely dragging them in and out. The friction allowed my pussy to grip something and edged my orgasm to greater heights. Jess' lips stayed on my clit, her head riding me as I bucked. My body felt alive, my nipples felt tight, and I came and came.It felt so good and I came down from my orgasm slowly. Jess stayed as she was, lying between my legs. She watched. K shouted as he began running back into the tunnel they came in through, quickly followed by the rest of the panicked group. "VOLCANIC STRIKE!" bellowed behind them as a torrent of searing flames chased them down the exit path. The ground shook violently again as the giant beast began to give chase, quickly catching up to the group.Davis and Veemon made it last out of the cave, the others already down a steep hill. Another barrage of fire erupted from withing the cavern, and Veemon barely. I didn't want Maureen to think I had moved on quickly, but nor was I fixated on living out my days in celibacy."Mom says to tell you to sell the house, find someone who makes you happy and make me a little brother or sister." I'm not selling the house, sweetheart," I smiled. After she watched the message her mom left her, Maureen always told me the same things. "And I'm too old to be having any more children." She said you'd say that. Again." Maureen flashed me the same smile that she shared.