Streams of light poured in from the eight-foot-tall, early-19th-century windows that looked like an original feature of the venerable Old Town structu...e.Sam steered Susan to a booth in the extreme rear. An attractive waitress in a long-sleeved jersey with a script "O'Grady's" emblazoned across her chest arrived immediately, ready to take their lunch order. Susan ordered a double Scotch and the waitress had the grace not to glance at the clock. Sam asked for a Carta Blanca.Susan was still. She hurriedly pushed her companion away from her so she could fasten the top of her dress and pull down her skirt. Afterwards she had no idea what the film had been about and as she rose to leave, she was surprised to find the crotch of her knickers was wet like it had been in her room when she was dressing. She wondered if she had somehow peed herself in her excitement but the wetness had not spread to her skirt and quickly evaporated. After they’d had a cup of coffee in town, James walked her. It hurt that he didn’t look up at me. My book wasn’t on the shelves. ‘Smart librarians’ I thought, ‘They knew I wanted it more than anyone in the school, they put it away for me!’ I asked one of the ladies where it was and was so kindly told someone had already taken it out. The air left my chest. ‘Who?’ ‘Um… Blake.’ Like a horror movie I turned to look at him as he flipped a page. The cover lifted and I saw my beloved book in his hands. All the rest of the day I heard people talking about him. Holding my dick, I pushed my wife’s tongue deep inside my ass to tongue fuck me.She did it for 20 minutes and as I was about to cum, I pulled her and asked her to drink her master’s cum. My slutty wife did that as a champ and swallowed all of it and then went back to licking my ass for another 5 minutes.Me: Okay. Now it’s my time to please my wife, my little whore.Wife: Yes master, just lick my pussy and fuck it.I slapped her, grabbed her hair and said, “You are my whore and I will fuck you.