“That’s because I don’t want to make love to you Vishal. I want to Fuck you! It’s responding to the basic ‘animal’ that’s in us all Vish...l. Stags Rut!” Neelam almost hissed at him. “Animals copulate in order to reproduce. Well my reproduction days are long gone, but my rutting days are very much alive!”Neelam thy leaned back on her haunches giving his cock yet another firm squeeze.“So what do you say Vishal? Do you fancy rutting with this horny little doe?”For a moment Vishal didn’t know how to. I may have been the only one feeling that. But I had tasted the horror of it. The loneliness. The bitter coldness it oozed. And I knew I could not go on like that.But how to get proof?Proof of what?Finding them in bed together would be proof of her cheating, of course. But would not finding her in bed with him be proof of her innocence? Did I have to watch her 24/7 to be sure? And would that tell me anything about the past?I did not want proof of her guilt. I wanted proof of her innocence. Call. Sarah surprised me by swallowing my semen instead of letting me shoot in her cunt or her ass then turned with globs of cum still on her lips “Thanks Luv. I needed some fresh cream for breakfast!” We,d already decided to spend the whole day at the villa as the fridge was well stocked with food and drink so after a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and toast washed down with coffee dressed in the suits we were born in she told me to put on the new black swim trunks she,d bought me. “Why. She came into the den where I was sitting, turned off the remote, andproduced a long pink scarf.My eyes grew big...Well, you LIKE pink don't you? She said sarcastically.She folded the scarf four or five times, and then tied it on my headlike a blindfold.You can come in now -- she called down the hall.The unmistakable click, click, click of heels came down the hall.Well, it looks like you have him well packaged.Yes, I think he's ready for a little JOY ride... They giggledmischievously.