Please gimme my black sons, God !” He made eye contact with my wife and said in the most normal tone “make me my black boys right now Mallory”sh... looked right In his eyes and ordered him “cum.”. With that she gave one final thrust forward.“MAKE THIS TUMMY HUGE WITH MY TWIN BLACK BOYS” Cletus was lifting my wife by pushing his hips straight up into her. His whole body was thrashing around but held onto Mal to keep from losing control. She held him still too by keeping him buried into the bed and. When I finally did fall asleep it was not a restful sleep.Lori's trip to the opera made me start thinking and the thoughts I was having were not all that nice. The biggie of course was "Is my wife cheating on me?" I couldn't bring myself to believe that she was, but I did start paying more attention to the things she said and did — or said that she was doing — and I did spend a lot of time looking for clues that all wasn't right with us. I didn't notice anything that rang any bells and after. Suddenly all I wanted to do was get home and get our clothes off, to be skin to skin, to be joined. I communicated this general idea to James with a whisper, an ardent kiss and a well-placed squeeze, he enthusiastically agreed. We abandoned our half full glasses and hurried to the car, giggling together, arms around each other. James’ apartment was closest so we headed there. Once inside the apartment, I pushed James down on the couch, laughing, and straddled his lap. ‘Ride ’em cowgirl!’ I. They did intensive interviews with the girls and Peg. Things were said that implicated me as a person of interest. Finally they broke Wanda and she told them the whole story.It seems that the two girls found out that Peg quit taking her birth control pills, and was trying to get pregnant. I wondered why she was fucking my brains out over Thanksgiving. She was trying to get knocked up. The two girls quit taking their pills in December. Which is why they wanted to fuck so much over Christmas.