Shawn and I were following my sexy wife Debbie around watching her tight ass sway inside that leather skirt just kinda of waiting to see what she had ...n mind. As we went up 1 isle and down another I could see her mind working, what's next in our night to remember!As we were making our way around admiring Debbie's tight ass she left the video isles and headed towards the toy section. For some reason this always makes me uneasy, maybe just inadequate who knows? Anyways, Debbie was drawn to the. We had a work-friendly relationship that never amounted to more than brief conversations and sharing of jokes. I never had the slightest sexual attraction to him or any other man, that was to change in a big way.After a while, our conversation drifted into the more personal and John opened up about bathhouses as places he would go to have sex. I was fascinated, the more I listened the more I wanted to see what it was all about. When I said I'd like to try it he cautioned me that I might find. The wife he was seeing wouldn’t be putting up with a small one like her husband’s. He would be long and thick. Claire suddenly started to shake as her fingers penetrated deep while her palm rubbed against her clitty. She was cumming. Ten minutes later she climbed out of the bath and began to dry herself. She felt better now. It wasn’t often that she masturbated but this one had been needed. Karl had made her do it. It was Karl who had driven her to do it. It was he who made her want to relieve. Tears poured from the man’s eyes, silent tears. The bird let forth a gentle sound, it’s eyes began to blink, then tears began to stream from it’s tiny face, it lowered it’s head to the man’s ear and whispered things no man had ever heard before. The bird flew from the room and took to the skies without a backward glance. The man’s eyes were dead and useless like the rest of his pain racked body. He felt his heart twist and swell as if it was being torn from his chest by some demonic claw. It.