Well, not before I made it up to the balcony for a few minutes. I stopped in the ladies room to compose myself; I was hyper nervous – yet excited �... by my insane ploy. I was on extreme edge; I couldn’t even focus on the intense ache between my legs. I was thinking that this was crazy fun, but that I should head home before I got arrested. I had indulged enough; there would be a next time, maybe. Then that woman came into the ladies room. She was distraught and was dabbing her eyes, but managed. Her arms circled my neck and pulled me back down, and she made that little noise in her throat again. When our lips touched, there was an actual, physical shock, a spark. The emotional pressure almost made our teeth click together. I put out my tongue a little and hers attacked it. In ten seconds we were slobbering all over each other's faces, both of us moaning together. I wasn't sixteen yet but I was in love. That was all that mattered.My left arm was under her shoulders while I stabbed. Captain Intelligence. I realized then that we really had very little in common. I felt vaguely guilty having used her the way that I had… didn’t she deserve more than some asshole simply using her as a cum dumpster?The asshole had some firm traction now. I hadn’t offered her anything more than what we had. I had made no promises. She walked into the situation with open eyes, and if she was big enough that she decided that she could suck off some guy in a school dugout, well then by damn, she. Even through the bra and blouse I could see the inundations of Anu’s erect nipples.As Pierre kept kissing my wife, his hands were trying to unhook her bouse. But he met with no success. I moved in to help him out and unhooked her bouse, which fell open to the sides, exposing her black bra. I moved back again to relish the sight.Pierre’s hands were back on her breasts. He squeezed them for a while before pulling it up to free her breasts. My wife was reclining half naked on the sofa, with.