My wife lovedhaving sex with many other men, but found it disgusting with me.My wife started to approach my cock cage to open it. Madame Vaucheronindi...ated there was no need. Madame Vaucheron lit a cigarette (a Gaulois),accepted a glass of wine, and started on me. She put on a thick rubberscouring glove, the kind that has the nubs on the fingertips. Lubricatingit well, she slipped it in deep into my ass. I moaned and rearedinvoluntarily. All of Paris could see me on the many high. With the girls, there's something in it for me." Katie and I, we didn't take months of free hand outs and then desert you. Doesn't that count for something with you?" Hell no! I wish you two would desert me. I wish you wouldn't keep trying to get more than you're getting from me. You aren't in some kind of competition with the girls, you know. I don't have to make sure I give everybody equal amounts of anything. It isn't a contest to see who gets the most from me. If it was, you and Kaitlyn. As before, that clipped delivery had its Pavlovian effect on the older woman. Her eyes widened in fear. ‘You steamroll over everyone and everything,’ Katie yelled, no longer able or willing to contain her rage, ‘my husband, me, your business, your parade of cougar cubs…’ Gloria was hugging herself tightly. ‘…right down to something as intimate and personal as your son’s sexuality!’ Katie leaned down until her face was scant inches away from her lover’s tormentor. ‘Are you insane?’ Katie. But how could she know I had spent the previous night with Helena? "Fuck," I thought to myself, "of course she knows. I never told her about the three beauties, and obviously Helena was connected to the strange encounter with Snake." I took Lindy's hand in both of mine and stared into her sexy hazel eyes. I watched Lindy's face finally relax but a question remained in it."Later," I said out loud but quietly in answer. She nodded and rested her head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of it."So you.