Drugs narrated by a closed minded doctor in the 1870’s. Seriously – I need this.Fuck… This is it. I’m about to cum… “Mmm… Uhnn...” I a... moaning through a clenched jaw, unable to open my eyes. Holding back is so hard. The challenge is turning me on even more, simultaneously driving me on, and paradoxically intensifying itself. “Like that, yes…”“Which one of us?” Xandra asks.“Both.”“Mmmm… You are fun,” she tells me. “We might have to keep you.”Her ominous tone keeps getting sexier. That’s it. I. I'd be very grateful if you could sort through the boxes of jumble in my garage for me and arrange it into piles of things to throw away and things to keep for the church bazaar. Could you do that for me?” Oh awkward, it was ok seeing them around after my little peep shows but I wasn't sure I wanted to be over at their house after what I'd been up to, prick teasing her husband, but what else could I say apart from yes. If I said no my parents would have all kinds of questions about why I didn't. There was an Embassy Suites just outside of town. I felt incredibly tired and wanted to sleep, to rest and just ... sleep. Pulling into their parking lot, I saw my wife’s Jaguar with the distinctive MOLLYSCAT license plate. I’d never realized that it could be read MOLLY SCAT before.Parked next to her was an Audi with a SPINEDOC license plate. I recognized the car. It belonged to Arnold Frost, a chiropractor who had been Molly’s college sweetheart. They were engaged before I met her, and he’d. Dan asked her “What do you want me to do to you?”She grabbed his hips, pulling them against her pussy and yelled “I want you to fuck my married pussy hard, just like a cum slut!!!, fuck the slutty wife!”Dan started pounding away. I was so hard sitting in the chair watching, afraid to touch my cock for fear of shooting my load. Dan was fucking her hard and she was moaning even louder. He fucked her like this for several minutes then pulled out and had D flip over and get on her hands and knees..