I love her tits , she is a thirty four b cup and her nipples are always hard. She lays out by our pool topless and her tits are as tan as the rest of ...er body. She sat down and crossed her legs.What are you thinking about she asked me. I said well right now I'm thinking about how beautiful my wife is. She smiled. But before I was distracted I was just going over our lifestyle in my mind. She asked me like how? I gave her beautiful tanned leg a good look and said you know, with the cuckolding. That means that they were just surrogates for you... ones he could do those other acts with. But I know he... they have hurt you. And I know you want revenge. We could kneel and pray, Sister." Would you cheat on your wife like he did? For any reason?" It's not the same for me... as God's messenger. Sometimes I have to... you know... comfort others. But my wife understands and accepts it."Bernice Bartlett was confused. She had turned slightly away from her minister and her loosely belted robe. Yourself included, perhaps. There all of you would be, fighting or stealing for your next meal. Dreading the icy cold of winter when it comes. At least here you know that you will always be fed, provided you don’t misbehave.’ The way Sire Mastro spoke almost sounded familiar. Like father, Eldrian realized. That patient, logical manner that requested a silent, attentive audience without ever needing to demand it. He didn’t know if he should spit on the similarity or embrace it, given the. Taking another deep sip from her drink, she grinned and said, “It’s your night…and not just for setting a record, so no limits.” Donna looked back at him and then down to his penis before responding. “No limits, huh?” “Oooooo!” the women all cooed at the same time, eyes rolling back to his mother. “You can do whatever you want to try and make him hard. That’s the deal. You do it, you get the cash.” “Well if it’s my party tonight, I want something special,” Donna insisted with a wry grin.