I could not shake that image. I walked pass David's door and entered my room. The night air had worked its magic. I lay down on the bed and soon I was...fast asleep.The next morning I heard a knock at the door. It was my husband. I looked deeply into his eyes and then I threw my arms around his neck. I told him that he was my man and I wasn't going to let him go for anyone.His face radiated the joy that he felt from my statement. He swept me up in his arms and held me tight. We stayed that way. How’re you doing?”She smiled warmly. “I’m having a great time, Mr Puretti. All my friends are here and we’re having fun. It’s good to see you here, too.”“Do you want a cuddle?” asked Benito.Sally looked down at herself. “Yes, but I’m wet. I don’t want to mess up your clothes.”Benito chuckled. “These clothes are designed to get wet. I chose them for today because I expected to get wet at some point or other. You can have the honour of getting me started.”Benito held out his arms and Sally sat. My wife spoke out "DAMN GENA THAT IS ONE HOT LOOKING HAIRY PUSSY YOU GOT" a pause "DONT YOU THINK SO HONEY YOU THINK GENA"S PUSSY IS HOT LOOKING" "YOU DAMN RIGHT I DO I THINK THAT WET PUSSY IS VERY HOT BABY" then it was as if the TV knew just what I was thinking over the surround sound speakers this voice ran out "ET IT BABY EAT THAT PUSSY EAT IT LIKE IT WAS CANDY" I could not control myself I leaned over and my mouth and tongue replaced Gena's fingers. As soon as my tongue touched her clit she. .. oh no she caught me staring at her through the mirror..."Ya, know," she said with a smirk as she turned around, "I only go forguys with long hair and a tan." She winked.I felt small under my recently buzzed crewtop and invisible with mypasty white skin.Then she added, "I can't help you with the first, but here is my card ifyou are interested in improving the second. My name is Ell, by the way."Before I could stammer a word, she handed me her card, spun on her heeland was gone out the front.