Snap. Snap. And Snap. It used to only take two to hold her boobs in place. She pulled it over her arms, and dropped it on the floor."That's great. I c...n only see the back of you, and you look awesome. Okay, now the sweat pants." And her panties soon followed. He came closer and placed her spaghetti strapped high heeled shoes, with the silver sequins, on the floor beside her."Okay, step into those." She did. "Okay, very nice. I love how heels make your legs look. Now, spread your legs about a. He said the coffee machine is behind me and asked me to help myself. I had myself a nice cup of hot coffee.I found a nice comfortable chair and sat with my coffee, slowly sipping it watching a stranger squeezing my nude wife’s breasts in front of me. He continued for about another 10 mins and soon milk started spraying. Marck said that he needs to orally simulate the breasts to continue. He said he always found the taste of breast milk too sour for him and hence he asked my wife to walk across. "It's your turn now," I said. "Lie back, close your eyes and just enjoy the evening."She looked absolutely beautiful. Her hair was down and surrounded her face. Her eyes sparkled, even in the dimmed light in the room, and her body had a radiance that I had not previously recognized. Perhaps it was the wine at dinner, perhaps the mood and the atmosphere, perhaps the knowledge of her unhappy marriage; whatever, I was intrigued and entranced with her. For the first time in my life, having sex had. "Hello, my husband," said my wife. "Hi," I squeaked. "How long?" "Three days and two nights, but the doctor says you'll be fine now. You saved my life you know," she said. "It was the least I could do," I said. "How are you feeling?" she said. "Okay, I suppose. What happened to the bad guy?" I said. "Your ex's ex killed him, my ex, if that makes any sense. He actually killed him. They fought, and that Melvin guy smashed his head in with a skillet," said Carmela. "There's someone else.