This guy was starting to get her. I was starting to lose her. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to witness my prim and proper wife become a slut.Som... nights I would listen.. Other nites she kept her phone calls private. I asked her what turned her on the most about him.Her response. "He's black and he sounds like a thug."After about one month, she asked me if I would be willing to meet him. I agreed. We met in a hotel in Delaware, off of I-95. I swear to God. We met him after he. What kind of fishing could they do in this ungodly weather anyway; ice fishing for Mrs. Paul's frozen fish sticks?I promptly called the included number where a friendly Naked Truth rep answered, correcting my misconceptions. Instead of fishing, they were trolling for fresh faces for adult cinema; or 'skin flicks' as they're called in high society. Since financial desperation can turn a saint into a whore I signed up. It was my fifth bad decision of today; well beneath my average."What's your. She told him what she was intending to do and asked if he would announce it. He stood up and said "Bobbie wants to show us how good she was at what she used to do, and if anybody wants in on it to line up behind him." We opened up the futon couch in his living room and Bobbie laid down on it and spread her legs as wide as she could. She told them first come first serve and only one at a time. needless to say everybody there got in line. She fucked each guy differently and would announce what. Ha don’t mind of me i had seen u nude many times in your childhood so nothing left to be seen now……Immediately she went to her room and came back in t shirt which is almost thigh length and panty which gave me 10,000volts current and asked her did you wear panty beneath your t shirt or not? She said yes i wore. I old her no need remove it, she smiled and said i cant am not kid anymore, for me you are kid.Saying this i tried to up her t shirt and pull her panty she ran away from me saying catch.