A couple young guys were sitting on the carpet in front of them, staring at our sexy wives’ exposed cunts…I suddenly felt very relaxed, as I saw t...e girls whispering in each other ears. Leyla then leaned over my wife and they kissed deeply.As they kissed, both opened their legs wider, while the two guys smiled in satisfaction, as they stared directly into both ladies’ crotches.They both moved forward and started to massage the girls’ legs, moving further, up their stockings, until they reached. ”Jack thought about that for a moment and ordered the limo driver to head in that direction. As they neared the Beverly Hills Hotel, Jack had the driver slow, but he began getting a feeling of dread. There was strength in the hotel, but it was an evil strength. He felt strong enough to face it but wondered. He could face any human, but there might be a physical challenge, and physical surveillance systems. He didn’t know if his power would be sufficient to evade them and didn’t need the. White daisies were coiled into my hair, strawberries and grapes were scattered around my body. Apples were sliced, formed into shapes and laid against my skin. Peaches and pears were also cut into shapes and glued to my skin using some kind of sugary syrup. Leafy greens were fanned out under the fruit that was on the tray, making me feel like some kind of sacrifice, like a turkey at Thanksgiving.An apple was cored and sliced, the rings glued to each of my breasts so that my nipples showed. I call this episode in our life the pudding war.I had been working on a project that had kept me busy for almost two months. Erin, now with a few extra pounds, and a few wrinkles and still so sexy it hurts to look at her, put up with it. I would come home and she would make me some dinner. I had to study graphs and work orders, make out time invoices, Erin was the one that suffered and our love life.Erin doesn't let things out, she lets them build, until we have a huge fight, or something else.