" -"Sans logique" Mylene FarmerMy wife Diana had, for a long time, been on at me about how fat I hadbecome an... how I should do something to reduce my belly. She used tojoke "Steve you look like I did when I was six months pregnant!" Or"When is the baby due?"This idea about losing weight had penetrated so deeply into me that Iwas no longer sure if it was my idea or Diana's. Had she thrust theidea into my head or had it come from inside me? Was it her. Nimble, ebony fingers rubbed in the lotion all over her body. Dark skin shone brightly under the lamp light.Crawling on top of her man like a cat, Michelle rubbed her body all along, from legs to shoulders. Her giant tits rubbed the lotion into his skin, using her body like a cloth. As she snaked along one of his legs, an adventurous nose poked into his butt.“Wow…that feels wonderful. There…right there.”Michelle smiled at hearing her Massa give directions. Her tongue licked along the ring of. What was the bitch saying? Did I fuck her brains out? Did my dick hit her brain? Then it dawned over me, moment of realization, she failed me on purpose, to bring out the b**st, to raise the a****l instincts.Move well played, kudos, hurt me for personal gain. As she sat ravishing in her aura of victory, the gears of war started in overdrive in my mind. Revenge would be mine, the last laugh would be mine. “And yeah, the broken monitor is 5k fine, & please clean the cum on the keyboard before you. In the shower she shaved her pussy, making it as smooth as a baby's bottom, she had a plan to calm her husband down and get his mind off of work.Henry was sitting on the couch watching TV and drinking another beer when Alice came up from the basement wearing only a sheer silk 1/2 bathrobe that only came to just below her waist. "Honey just sit back and relax, I'll make you forget about your job" she said as she got on her knees between his legs.She started rubbing his groin, slowly caressing.