And if I wasn't a top drawer rodeo star, at least I was available, and Leeza liked riding a real cowboy with a few scars she could trace with her mani...ured fingernail. And, I loved what she did to me. We ended up getting married on a whim on a party weekend, when the booze was flowing and our passion was running high. As it usually did. But, I knew almost from the start, that it wasn't going to work. I was working as a foreman on a large spread and I loved it. I've always loved cattle work and. ”“So why am I a ‘dipshit’?” she asked, “Is that right, ‘dipshit’?”“Yes,” George said, “That’s the correct word, but I am still waiting for Jill to explain why she applied it in this instance.”“You are dipshits” said Jill, “for not figuring out what clearly happened.”“Oh yeah, Miss Smartypants?” George said, “Then what exactly happened, if you know so much!?” It was playful mocking, not mean mocking.“He took Akilah asking you to a private place as a proposition,” Jill explained,. She alternated sucking on the cocks in front of her as the guy behind her fucked my wife. After a couple of minutes, he moved out of the way and our party host took his place. I got a hard on just watching my wicked wife and the half dozen guys who now encircled her, all of them waiting impatiently for their turn to fuck her.It was just so cool seeing look on the face of my spouse sucking the three guys in front of her. She very much enjoyed being the center of attention. Our host let someone. One afternoon I went into his bedroom to ask him if he could take me shopping the following day when I found him on his computer, he quickly flipped the screen hoping I had not seen him looking at porn but he was just too slow and I see naked women, “Mum” he cried out” “What, I needed to talk to you” I replied noticing a rather large bulge in his short, my mind raced of what it might look like hard, “You could have knocked” he replied going a little red, “Sorry sweet heart, I didn’t know you.