She would press against me when she hugged me. I stalked her online and saw her pics. Men were always asking her to show more. Older men at that.One d...y I walked by her room door and it was cracked. I could hear sighs coming from her room. I peeked through the crack. She was in a bra and panties on the bed. Her eyes were shut and one hand was inside her panties rubbing and her other was squeezing her left breast. Her breathing was hard. I don’t know what possessed me but I walked quietly into. ."Thinking back to the night that I ask her father for permission to marry his beautiful daughter, I could only smile. "Babe, I'm sure she will understand."The first man had the rest of his clothes off by now and the other one was well on his way, stripping down and presenting his long wide cock to my wife. She gripped one with each hand, lowering her mouth to the first as the man placed his hand on the back of her head, pushing his long shaft deep into her mouth. Stacie took it all in. “Here’s something maybe we can try,” he said, cheerfully. “Ever been electrocuted?”“Well, no,” Béla admitted, not quite understanding his question, but trying to be interested.“Okay, here’s how it works,” Jake explained, pulling the wires apart. He wrapped the bare end of one wire around a coat hanger.“You take this wire here and hold on to it,” he explained as he handed her a coat hanger with the end of a wire wrapped around it. He plugged the other end of the cord into a wall socket.“Sit. "Good day!" he exclaimed."Indeed it is, I replied."An impressive sight," James waved to the mass of humanity pouring from a recently arrived train, the commuters jostling to get through the ticket barrier as they pressed to get from the standing room only carriages of their trains to the equally packed Underground Railway or General Omnibus services that would take them on to their places of work. Their parliamentary tickets – a penny a mile, a rate set in 1844 and still unchanged – at least.