He sent me an instant message just to say hello. He introduced himself as John, and said he was from the same area as me, and we discovered he was act...ally only a few miles away from me in the next town.There was a mystery about him, or at least I felt there was. Perhaps it was because I had never seen his face, perhaps it was because he was someone I might have met on the street and didn't even know it.We ended up talking every night. After about two months he asked if I wanted to meet him. I. I stopped him. He got up and got on his all fours and gaped his ass to me. That was one amazing hole, pink, no hairs and wide. Clearly he had been playing this game both ways.As I was about to enter him, the maid came in nude and creamy, and called him and me. As we went my wife was in a sex crazy trance. They were watching us while we had sucked each other. My wife was sitting on sofa , nude while a big dollop from her pussy juice was visible. We all sat down with our glasses of water. The. “I remember sitting in lessons at school and then all of a sudden realizing that my cock was rock hard for no reason.”“Eww, that’s disgusting!”“But you find that too, you’re doing something boring then you feel a huge need to touch your pussy, right, and you have no idea why you suddenly feel that way? I bet you’ve slipped a finger inside your panties to find out, right?”Leslie shrugged. “Maybe.”“That’s why you’re wet now.”“That’s dumb, I’ve just been stung by some stupid nettles!”“Run your. Give him a second chance,” she demands as she grabs the hairbrush and begins to brush my hair. “No,” I begin but she cuts me off. “He is good for you, Ella. Michael is good. He is handsome and his family is well known, just like ours. You two are a match made in heaven, honey,” she says, lovingly. “Mother,” I begin but I am cut off by a loud bang from the front door. “Ella?” I hear Max shout. “Great. Just perfect,” I mutter under my breath. “Max, I’m over here. I’m fine,” I say, knowing he.