" She walked back into the dining room and started clearing the table. "Oops, it looks like I dropped a dish. If you clean it up for me, I'll give you...something special," she said in a singsong voice and winked at Tim.Tim didn't do anything. He just stood there and looked at his wife again. He didn't understand how the spray was working, but he didn't care; he was hard. He'd never lusted after his wife as much as this very moment. She wiggled her hips back and forth as she scrubbed the dishes.. There are two ways to describe how I feelOne of them is to just say that I am lostBecause every day goes by in a blurAs if life’s been covered by a thick frostThe other way to show you the state of my heartIs to say that I feel like man who can’t dreamMemories and thoughts seem to just fly pastEven my soul is lifeless, without its gleamIn this hazy state, I have beenSince the day I let you walk awayI know I treated you in a way I shouldn’t haveI was wrong, I confess todayI miss youWe may. Still, she was a wild babe. In all honesty it did not completely surprise me that she'd been involved in such naughtiness. "Surprised?" Jenny asked me. "Nah," I told her, "I knew you were a fucking slut." We both laughed and glanced at the two women being fucked before the stage. A lot of people were cheering them on, a few guys looked like they were getting horny and ready to step and take their turn fucking the women, whilst plenty of other people were dancing and moshing away. I was still. ’ Mike then helped Sarah for the rest of the morning, Sarah was in her late 30s, she had very long straight natural blond hair tucked behind her ears, down to the small of her back, a fringe, quite thin, but not too thin, you could say small boned, a pleasant and friendly face, light blue eyes, B cup breasts and was 5’4′ tall, Mike was 5’8′. When he was young Sarah used to baby sit him and his siblings, and as he grew up he used to visit her to do small jobs around the house and garden for a.