There was little mystery now, and her eyes widened. She wasn't the same manipulative controlling bitch right now. And it became apparent she wanted me...to play out the scenario. I was about to oblige. I was about to fuck the woman who had stolen my wife. And strangely, I was about to do so feeling no revenge or malice, or love. I was about to do it in pure a****l heat. I said so for the camera to record. She gulped. I'm not sure she knew how to handle this situation she had created, but I was. Blues and black.’ ‘Then this one.’ Paying for the beautiful fashionable shawl he took the bag, and placing his arm around Suzanne told her, ‘Lead me to the next place. One gift is never enough for my mom.’ They walked down the road window shopping until they found a small shop selling handmade chocolates. ‘Misha look at these, these are perfect.’ ‘Chocolates!’ ‘Yeah sugar, what woman doesn’t like chocolate, especially handmade ones?’ Buying a box of selected chocolates for his mother, he also. ‘I love you’, he says. She smiles. He then begins to caress her body. He caresses her breasts. He slides a hand down to her cunt and starts to caress it.Then, something comes over her. She stiffens and grabs his cock. Her grasp on his cock tightens and she tells him to get out. Shocked by this, he just stands there. She tightens her grip still and tells him, again, to get out.After they are out, she leads him by his cock to the bed and tells him, forces him, to lie down. ‘I don’t want you. . he tapped and whispered “open the door” well I had wanted to experience man sex so I thought here goes….I unbolted my door and he gently pushed it open…. The man was late 50s or early 60s, slim with short greasy hair and glasses, he looked like a bank worker or accountant in a tweed suit “oh fuck… very nice” he said, then he reached out and touched my cock, god it felt good….. “what do you like he said?” I didn’t know what to say so I started stroking his cock…. Then I thought well I want to.