He wore a zip up tracksuit in burgundy with a gold-yellow thermal shirt. His washboard abdomen half blinded me."You ready?" Jesse jogged on the spot a...d I nodded, feeling anything other than ready.Any ideas that we could have had a conversation while we jogged were blown away by the time we reached the end of the road. Jesse was obviously a really good runner. After the first hundred yards he shortened his stride, a bit less like a gazelle, so I could attempt to keep up. We took a turn around. But for now, I was in the mood and playing a role... it would be perfect to play it right to the end, to surrender to it, to abandon myself, to absolve of all responsibility... I could fuck him, mindless, and if anyone ever asked or wondered, well, it was the roofies, so who gave a shit. It wasn't Barb lowering her standards.His tongue invaded my mouth, hands nakedly on my breasts, knee thrusting between my legs against the wall. Possessive and possessing, in control, and I enjoyed it,. He complimented my figure, and that made me proud."Uh, thank you," I said, trying to think of how to answer him. I smiled and said, "Yes, I breastfed both of my boys." That made me think about having my titties sucked. I looked down nervously and saw both of my nipples were protruding at least an inch or more."That's amazing," he continued, "I would have thought your breasts would sag much more, but they seem very firm and barely seem to have dropped much. I don't mean to presume, but it would. He put her hand on his crotch and she rubbed against it. The other guy came over now and took his pants off. He unfastened my wife’s bra from behind, letting it drop to the floor. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her away from her make out partner. He pulled her to her knees and put his big cock in her face. “Suck it.”She looked dazed. So much had happened in the last ten minutes, but she was a trooper. She looked up at him, opened her mouth and said, “Okay.” Starting with her.