At least then she'd be in her Miata. “It is time for you to make your choice,” he said. “My choice? What do you mean? Is it a good choice or a ...ad choice?” “You are an orc bride. Our customs are different from the pink-skins.” The orc snorted derisively. “You've been given to my tribe and now you must choose what kind of bride you will be. This is your choice. Either you will be my bride, and come only to my bed every night for the rest of your life. Or you will be the bride of the entire orc. Though married happily to a gorgeous 46 year old, Jackie, my wife, for 28 years, I had always secretly craved for more adventure. The older I got the more depraved my fantasies. They did though all centre around Jackie herself. I didn’t want to fuck with anyone else. I just desired more and more to see her fucking and sucking other men, preferably with me there. Slowly I began to find more and more sites devoted to cuckoldry and I was drawn like a magnet to them. I would spend hours scouring. Aur bola agar jada uchlogi to yahi chod dunga aur itna chodunga ki thik se khadi nhi reh paogi,aur ek hath se uske boobs pakda aur dusre hath se uska sar aur ek lip lock kiss aur lauda uski chut se aur chipka diya.Aur ab aunty mujhe aur resist nhi kar rhi thi wo mere kisses ko aur foreplay ko enjoy kar rhi thi.Mai ab usje gale to kiss kar rha tha uske boobs masal rha tha aur uski gand bhi masal rha tha,wo madhosh hone lagi nakhun chubhane lagi baal khichne lagi maine use god me uthaya.Apne. She eased the car into the furthest spot. As soon as she turned the engine off, she opened her door.“Don’t move,” she said seriously.My hand let go of the handle and fell back to my lap. Heather walked around the front of the car. She opened my door and climbed onto me, straddling me on the seat. Without warning she pressed her lips hard against mine, almost painfully.I wound my hands around her waist as she writhed on top of me. My neck was craning awkwardly and I heard her head bump the roof.