Selene had another climax with me, and our juices mixed inside, only for more to squeeze out. I slowly pulled out, my cock slick and glistening, but h... wasn’t ready to give in yet. He might’ve become half-limp, but he wasn’t done, hardening quickly again as I looked down at Selene’s sweat-sheened body. She looked up at me, and at my again-ready shaft, and she smiled. ‘I want to try something…’ This piqued my curiosity. I’d once heard rumors that she was a virgin who knew how to give amazing. Maybe it was the wine or maybe it was the fact that a woman dared to think she could seduce my husband. Either way I was ready to fight if need be but neither of the lovely young bitches had another thing to say from the time I walked into view until the fundraiser ended and we all went our separate ways. They kept their distance though. I guess when you discover the sponsors wife is only submissive to men you find the courtesy and respect hidden deep within your nasty little heart! Or else.. Annette stood to follow her.“Come with me, Arthur,” she said. “Please.” I paused only long enough to confirm that Morgan would get the rest of the party downstairs and then I joined Annette. “What is it, precious? Why are you suddenly upset?” Susan rolled back to look at Annette. Tears streamed down her face.“My mother! Why is my mother here? She hasn’t spoken to me since I started dating Zen four years ago. She threw me out of her house. Why is she here now? And what is she doing with Mr.. Some of it didn’t make any sense at all, like what colors I liked the most, and what kind of shoes I thought were best.I don’t mean brands of shoes. She asked “If you were going on a walk that was between six blocks and a mile, what kind of shoes would you want to wear?”“I don’t go on walks.” I said, trying to be as unhelpful as I could.She marked something on her clipboard.“If you did go on walks, what kind of shoes?” she insisted. “Tennis shoes? Sandals? Boots?”“Flip flops.” I said through a.