But while at the bar I was feeling really dirty again when two young black men started to chat with me this gave me a little tingle in my pussy as the...thought of giving my husband the fantasy he craves and me getting the fucking of a life time.So I pretty much bluntly told them where hubby was and what I wanted to do and they didn’t believe me at first but once I convinced them it was for real they were well up for it but they said that they have to fuck me once before we go to the room and do. The first round consisted of 6 mega-burgers and large curly fries. Which were in large buckets, a surprise that she still ordered these, knowing this fact. Smelling the delicious food, her hunger knocked her out of her daze and she began tearing into the first burger, stuffing it into her face as quickly as she could. In a matter of seconds, she had swallowed it down and a handful of curtly fries, before getting into the next one. Then the next. And the next. As she ate, chewed and swallowed,. If only it could last.”“Oh fuck, look at the time. Ian will be home soon and I have to get some shopping done.”She was dressed in a jiffy and was heading out the door.“I’ll be back later and we can do something together,” she said.“What about Ian?”“Didn’t I tell you? He is going fishing to the island for the weekend with his mates. Once he is gone I’ll come back. Get some sleep. I’ll wake you when I return.”“Here, take the key to the unit. I’ve got a spare. Let yourself in when you get. To cover the geographic USA I want to put a snow-bunny Angel in Denver, Mouse. Another one in San Antonio to cover the area between Houston and El Paso. Make her a hot Latin lady. I want a Cajun in New Orleans to cover the deep south all the way to Florida. Last one in the forty-eight states would be Atlanta. I’ve been trying to come up with an appropriate Angel for Atlanta. I think we should go with a Cherokee Indian Angel. Atlanta was right in their homeland, before the ‘Trail of Tears’ moved.