I don’t understand and I’d really like to.”She sighed. “It’s nothing like that,” she said and hung her head. “I ... You’re my husband....I’m supposed to grow old with you,” she was quiet now. The fight was leeched out of her. She was talking honestly. “When I have kids, I want them to be your kids. I love him, but you’re my future. I can’t give him up. He’s ... my Kryptonite, I guess. Things with him are intoxicating and exciting, but you? I know that no matter what, you support me.”“I’m not your. "You've been dying to tell me something since the moment I arrived. Now come on, spill!"She picked up her hot chocolate and plopped herself down in my lap.I smiled as I recognised just how well this beautiful girl had come to know me already. It seemed she was able to read me like an open book, but I didn't think that was a bad thing at all.While we had been shovelling snow I had been thinking deeply about how much of my dream I should share with Brenda. I'd come to the conclusion that I should. The only parts of her that didn't shine in the movie light were her dark nipples, but they were no less beacons for the eyes in the theater. As we fucked our neighbor moved closer. I guess that he was beginning to warm up to us. Also the guy in the row in front of us had now turned sideways in his seat. It was easy to tell from the motion of his shoulder that he was quite busy stroking his dick, as he studied up close the nakedness of my girlfriend’s body writhing on my cock. At one point he. I think he would have agreed to just about anything at that point. While I did that, I watched his cock simultaneously grow hard in his pants, which made me even wetter. I took hold of three of his fingers and pushed them into my very wet pussy, then pulled them out, and as I looked into his eyes, I took each of his fingers into my mouth and sucked my pussy juice off them, one at a time. He immediately said, "Let's go." He didn't even say goodbye to his friends.The three of us walked back to my.