The men gazed at her nakedness longingly, slimy green tongues licking ulcerated lips, leering bloodshot eyes surveyed every inch of her body. In his h...nds one of the men was carrying delicate lacy lingerie - He made some inane babbling sound to his colleagues and tugged down his filthy track suit pants revealing a long and thick but badly swollen and discoloured penis. He rolled back his ulcerated foreskin and stretched the delicate sheer nylon panties taut over his bulging bell end and. Then one day I called on her mobile and told her I am coming to pick her up. I went near her house and parked my car near the bylines and within 15 mind she came walking towards my car wearing a very tight sexy sareeAnd a low cut cleavage blouse as she was looking like a prostitute she came and sat inside my car and i introduced myself and told her about my family life and she told me that she is new in this town and she was looking for a good friend who could give her company in evenings as. He seemed to be in his mid-fifties and I believed that was about the age his wife probably was. “If you are willing to live in this to make her happy.” “I do love her,” he nodded, his eyes locking with my own. “Though I feel that she does not love me back.” “Why do you say that?” I asked him concerned. It was sad if he did not think that his wife loved him. “She must love you.” “There was a time in which I thought she did,” her gave a remembered smile, as if he were dreaming of the past.. He laughs and shakes his head, then holds out two of his fingers to me and says ‘Here, smell these’. Im not really sure what he’s on about but lean over and sniff his fingers. ‘Can you still smell her on them?’ he says and winks at me.With a dawning realisation I know that his fingers smell of my wife’s cunt. He looks over at me with a big smile on his face. ‘Did she not tell you? Hah, I found her slumped on the floor near the toilets just after our little dance. She was well pissed son, I.