“Then my question to you is - why did you shoot your wife and not her lover?” asked the prosecutor. “It seemed easier” replied the defendant �...�than shooting a different man every day!”My wife came back from work yesterday and yelled at me “All my friends’ husbands have bought an original pink and brown Juicy handbag!” I replied with a wink “Okay love, but tonight you’ll have to provide some pink and brown for me”. I was astonished when she nodded in agreement. I had always dreamt of this moment. Jonnie could scarcely breath from the strong emotions filling his chest and his gut and from the aching of his cock. He wanted Megan so badly but fear of losing control made him hesitate and he just stood staring at her as a couple tears slid down his cheeks. He watched as she moved in front of him, wincing slightly as she lifted her hands to his cheeks to wipe the tears away and then kissed him gently, her soft lips gradually easing his fear. Then she stepped back and turned around as she said. "Holy shit" I groaned as I straightened the car.Gina giggled behind me."What's wrong Mr Smith, did something distract you?" Yes kind of" I replied looking up to see her looking back at me with a smile as she continued to finger herself."Then why don't you pull over, for both our sakes?" she said.I drove a few more meters and then spotted a layby just outside of a farmers field and quickly pulled in.Once I had stopped and turned off the engine I glanced around at Gina, she was thin brunette. As they passed by a playground near the school, Samantha and Callee passed a mother and her young daughter, who looked about five. The mother, who was breastfeeding a newborn, had her ugly grey concubine shift lying on the bench next to her, whereas the five-year-old wore jeans and a T-shirt that advised the reader she was a Concubine Lover In Training. "Mommy, mommy!" the breathless child was reporting. "There's a couple over there, and they're fucking." She regarded her beloved mother with.