It took every ounce of concentration on my part to get my dick out of my pants without disturbing anything else in the closet around me. In the mean t...me, Lou was kissing and licking his way up my wife’s flesh, tasting all of her. Stopping first to dip his tongue into her navel, then upward between her spread creamy white thighs his black body slithered.When Lou reached Jill’s heaving chest he took a lip lock first on her quivering left tit. Suckling at her peaked nipple like a starved babe,. Shit. Now I'd have to tell her. I hated having to do it, and I especially hated having to be the bearer of these particular bad tidings. She'd beat herself up for not having been there, even with her mom as out of it as she'd been, and I was the reason she hadn't been able to be there.She took it about as hard as I'd expected. I told her as gently as I could, making sure I said "passed away" instead of the harsher "died"—I never have understood why it matters, they mean the same thing, but it. She said "what if he has some nasty social disease?" I said "I don't maam I would never take a chance on taking something like that home to my wife." She said " I'm not doing this George, you just take him back where you found him." He said yes you are Evelyn and if you don't like it afterward you can divorce me. She said "I damn sure will." but he took her by the arms and set her on the couch, went behind it held her arms and told me to go ahead and take her. She was kicking and screaming,. Her flight was at Gate 16, her flight number is 1462, and it connects to Atlanta for a one hour four minute layover. She made it onto the plane just in time without any incident. On her flight from Boston to New Orleans, Jasmine read her New Orleans visitor's guide to make the time go by.About five hours later, the plane touched down at Louis Armstrong Airport in New Orleans and Jasmine had arrived. She even stopped by the Alamo kiosk at the airport to pick up her rental car, a platinum.