Changing the subject, should we be looking for your husband? Oh, and I never asked what set him off, do you even know? You two looked very loving and ...ogether when I first saw you on the dance floor the other evening.” ‘Sighing, Katrina said, “John is John and he goes off on benders like this a couple times a year.” “And he can’t get help?” “It’s sadder than that Jeff. John is an addictions counselor by profession but he still struggles with the drinking problem. I have no earthly idea what. I’d better get to know this stud to have some influence on his effect on my family. “Hey, Wendell, whatcha drinkin?”He came over to me and said, “Any kind of amber beer or bourbon is good.” That was a good start. We had that in common. I led him to the bar and poured him some of my single barrel, demonstrating that I had class. He noticed. We went out the pool to visit. He was as curious about me as I was about him, I figured.“How did you meet Beth,” was a good start.“We met at the religious. ’‘Well Miss KcKenzie, he saw me chewing gum while we were singing ‘Nymphs and Shepherds.’ He made me go out to the front and lifted my skirt to slap my bum and then he saw my knickers. He made me lift my skirt right up and walk round the class, so all the girls could see what a naughty girl I was. It was very embarrassing, the thong doesn’t cover much up. Mr Jones and all the girls could see my bum and all. Then he made me take it right off and pin it to my blouse. Then Mr Jones made me stand. I then pushed his cock up against my wife’s pussy and, with one hard push, his cock slid deep into my wife’s pussy. My hand ran down the long shaft of his cock as it disappeared inside my wife’s pussy. He fucked my wife hard that night and made her cum a number of times. When he began to take her from behind, he said to me, “Get underneath her and suck her pussy while I fuck her!” I slid underneath the both of them until my wife’s ass was only a few inches from my face. The young man had his.