His wife Paige's pussy.' What the hell was that about?" These and other thoughts flooded Carly's mind as she waited to again meet her friend Linda.The...e was no one else Carly could talk to about this. Certainly not her husband Paul. She had tried to get Paul to talk to Stephen about his marital problems, but Paul showed little or no interest. But even if Linda might act a little wild, she was the only one Carly could trust with this."So what's up, Honey?" Linda said as she joined Carly at their. It was too late to save them, is what Steven probably assumed, as he hurriedly made his way to his struggling savior. After several tense seconds of maneuvering past flailing tentacles, he finally made it to her. He attempted to lift her up while speaking to her, but she knocked his hands away, leaving him shocked. He stood there unmoving for a moment before snapping out of whatever was in his mind as the woman suddenly fell back to the ground. Her hand left her injured side, revealing the gash. I don’t mean that she was sick … She had kind of a despondent look on her face. Her narrow cheeks were glistening with what appeared to be tears. She was slightly sniffling and staring me directly in the eye.I called out to her again …. And reached a hand out in her direction. I really didn’t know how she would react but the situation demanded some sort of action. Inside, I wanted to tell her to fuck off … I had spent most of the morning avoiding this kind of unwanted drama, but this bitch. My dick was throbbing, and my heart was racing. On these nights I always stay naked in our silk sheets, because it feels so sexy to me, as I think about how a big dick stud is fucking my wife. I ached to play with myself but I knew better. I know if I start playing I will cum, and I want to save that for when Dee gets home and tells me about her night. I squeezed my dick once and electricity ran through me. It's always like this. Something about knowing another man is taking my pussy,.