“Bert, please reach over on the night stand and hand me the black dildo,” Cheryl asked as she now moved and sat cross legged on the sheet, legs sp...ead wide. “I’ll need something to fuck myself with while these horny studs jack off on me.”Bert turned, reached for the dildo on the nightstand, picked it up and handed it to my wife. She immediately held the base and began licking the head of the rubber prick.“So, what are you waiting for, get those cocks out, and start jerking them for me,” Cheryl. The sudden motion caused me to pop out on my backstroke. Eagerly, I thrust forward, but with her back arched the angle wasn't quite right. My cock pressed firmly against something unyielding before slipping back into position. I felt a moment of resistance and then groaned as I slid slowly back into her enveloping heat. She seemed even tighter now, and the sensation as I pushed into her was incredible. She was grunting and crying out in pleasure as I began to fuck her more quickly. She shifted. Jim went from thinking I was his downfall, to thinking I was his saviour. He couldn’t believe it was that simple when I explained that it wasn’t a problem with my system at all, but rather with his normal till system. And it was just a power outage.The second problem was that my software really had crashed. When it couldn’t see the number of items in the till display, it failed on a divide-by-zero error. It took a hard restart to get the system back up, but now it had forgotten what everyone. She wants a small farm, with lots of animals, a husband that loves her, and children, but that’s not what her reality is. She has a husband that's a drunk and beats her and he is sleeping with any woman that will let him. She’s always giving Scott, her husband, the benefit of the doubt and she knows either Scott is going to kill her one day or someone’s husband is going to kill Scott, for sleeping with his wife.The twins lock eyes with each other and without speaking out loud decide Scott is.