Ana was ready to came out in a sexy nightie that showed off her smooth shaven pussy and her firm tits with hard nipples. The black man could not take ...is eyes off her as I introduced them. I explained to her that we had agreed I would let them start without me so he could be more comfortable. Ana said it was fine for her and I felt my cock harden as I watched my wife lead this guy she had met only minutes ago into our bedroom to allow him to fuck her.My head was spinning as Ana closed the door. When the screen came on, it automatically linked her to the internet. "That's odd, I never had internet before," Sheila said. It opened to a site called "Wishes Inc." She scrolled through the form. Thinking it was all just a joke, she filled it out.--------------The next morning, Sheila awoke to two ear-splitting screams. First she ran to Ronda's room."Ronda, what's the matter?" Mom, it's me, Kevin. I don't know what happened. I just woke up and I was in Ronda's room. Then I looked in. Her pubic hair was perfectly trimmed and coiffed, and framed a ruffle of pink labia so perfect and so beautiful that I started to cry again. Rachel smiled a vicious ugly smile. “I never get tired of seeing men cry,” she jeered. “Are you crying because of the pain? Because it could be much worse if Courtney hadn’t been playing around with you, showing off and pulling her punches.”In my mind’s eye I could remember the fight. I could remember Courtney slapping one of my punches away, then blowing. I heard a groan and a few syllables coming from the direction of Captain Caveman and knew it was time for my hasty exit. Reaching over to grasp the control, I gently fingered the buttons until I was sure I had the red middle button and pressed it firmly. . . I was lying on my back, stark naked, draped over the couch and staring at the ceiling. The remote slipped from my hand and changed the channel on cable to a pizza commercial as it fell onto the cushion. I lay there for what seemed like.