We leaned right up and looked at each other. "Shit, who else lives here?" "No one." "Richard, where are you? I know you are fucking my wife, you jacka...s!" I heard the boss yell. "Shit, I gotta hide," she whined, leaping off the bed. She hid under it just as he busted in the room. "There you are, Rich!" he yelled, looking at me with a plain face. "Where is she?" he whispered. I pointed down. "You know what, fuck it," she cried, before she climbed back out and stood in front of me. "What the. I only stayed home a few days. I decided to go with a couple of my new buddies and see their hometowns.I guess I didn't realize that not everyone had my kind of upbringing. I felt slighted when my new friends said goodbye to their families. We might all be born equal but we sure weren't raised equal. I never really had that real family balance.Our squad headed overseas where we were to be near some war zones but we were more like backups and replacements. It was a good three months before we. She said, “My bruises are almost gone now and I am no longer sore inside. Barbara says I can soon take this thing off my leg and join your bed for my nightly duties to my husband. I look forward to that time.”“And so do I Nadira, and I also look forward to the night that you Bertet, can join my harem in my bed.” A very bright red blush covered Bertet’s face and neck as she kind of shyly turned her head. I hugged her lightly and kissed her forehead and said, “I will anxiously await your arrival. It had been too long since his cock had gotten so much attention.She grabbed the base and started stroking in time with her head bobbing up and down on it. After getting used to its thickness in her mouth, she paused to push the head as far back into her throat as she could, trying her best not to gag.Chris watched her and quickly gave into the urge to push her head down onto his cock, causing her to smack her hands against his thighs in protest. "Shh, shh, just let me fuck your throat." He.