We both exhaled with a smile as we just lied there looking up. i looked over at the clock and realized it was 4 in the morning. "oh man it's late" i s...id to him as i got up. he rolled onto his stomach and said "yes we should go home already"i walked towards his direction as he got up. we both pumped into each other with an inch of distance between our lips. i pulled back and smiled trying to play it off but Blake just looked at me, then there was a moment of silence.i made a confused look as he. “Thank you.” I said opening my legs. “And no panties. I like that.” “Less to take off." “Whit told me you’re into cuckolding your husband." “Yes.” “So what all you into?” “I have a few lovers.” “But what do you like?” “Little bit of everything. Sucking-fucking.” “What does your husband say about what you do? I mean about you fucking other men.” “He does what I say.” “So you like other cock instead of his huh?” ”It’s my body and I‘ll fuck who I want. Besides--he doesn’t have much. " You are right they can't, yet. Soon they will, though. Your politicians and military want to make the Russians like supermen but they are working under much less favourable conditions than we are. They are a nation of farmers with a few intellectuals. They will, though, focus those people they do have into weapons production and a quest for space soon."The man that I thought was going to leave asked in an angry voice, "Why?" So they can put bombs three hundred miles over out heads. If a war. As she picked up his drink, she noticed that his eyes were firmly locked on to hers and suddenly found herself blushing, the heat working its way through her body--a sensation which she could not remember feeling for some time. As she returned his stare, Elise reached forward to serve his drink unbeknown that Lucas’ cell-phone was on the table in front of him. From the moment she let go of the glass, Elise could see the accident happening in slow motion. The whisky glass teetered on its rim.