After 5 daysMatt is watching TV and Mary is cleaning up the house. Mary - k**s are going to their friends for stay over.Matt - okMatt remembers Antony...s offer and gets hard. He trying to convince him self that this is so wrong, but his cock says otherwise. He wants to watch his wife having another cock inside her holes. Her holes which so many times he filled with his cum. He is texting AntonyMatt- Dude?Antony - What's up?Matt - No k**s tonight!!!Antony - Are you sure you wanna do this?Matt-. " Not to worry. He's too drunk... and besides I just gave him a special gift so he's in a heavenly coma."Val pushed the covers off us and sat with knees up and legs apart and looked regal doing it. I must have been drooling. Even with a slight roll of belly fat, she looked delicious. Her pussy hair was closely cropped and her cunt lips glistening wet and slightly agape from her lengthy fucking. As I looked at the open outer folds I realized that I was unconsciously licking my lips. Val was. The connection with Peter Soaring Eagle, his half-brother on his father's side, was solid enough. Gloria LaSalle, Butch's mother, was a convenience store clerk who had dallied with his, and Pete's, father in Louisiana, back in the day. They didn't even know about each other – probably the only two Navajo-Creole people in New Mexico -- until the old man died. They maintained a casual connection, until Pete had called to ask for a special favor. If Pete said the deal was kosher, that would have. Now it is clear I was wrong. I'm sorry, I should have known better. Why would you want me, a lowly farm-maid, not even a virgin?" Why do you think I don't want you? I'm surprised to be honest. Last night you were raped, I was ashamed that I was looking at you the way I did. Today you seem to be giving yourself to me yet you hardly know me. It's all so sudden and so casual. How can you do that? You don't seem bothered by it at all."She turned her face towards me and there was a fierce look in.