Down the ladder I go, my bloomers tucked into the bustle hoping I won’t be meeting anyone. Feeling the left overs from the fun trickling down my leg... I hurriedly move toward the corral, knowing there will be a trough full of mostly clean water for my cleaning. I stop short as I reach the fence though, the preacher man is standing there, Father Darren as he likes to be called. He walks up to me, his hands held up as if I am naught but a shy horse, before leaning in closer to me and speaking in a. ? Betsysighed. ?Think we need to teach her that Scott?s happiness is more important?? ?Yes,I think we do,? Emma said. ?It?ll give Scott some time to get it back up.? Bothwomen surveyed Scott?s wilted, limp penis, and nodded. Betsytook the belt from Emma and leaned over Jean. ?Scott?s pleasure should alwaysbe your first concern,? she said firmly. ?Especially in bed. Your pleasure,or what you like of don?t like, should never be the first thing on your. And we started watching match and soon our order was at our door steps and we were so hungry that as soon as I keep it down we both grab one piece each and eat quickly.After eating I have a bad habit of smoking so I asked her whether I can smoke in her house to which she said her husband is also a chain smoker so she is doesn’t mind me smoking.After smoking a cigarette I came back and started watching the football match. She was sitting apposite to me and I could not took off my eyes from her. A light-skinned black guynamed Tony was her first, and ever since then she’sbeen seeing Tony at least twice a week, usually more. Sometimes I’m there and we double-team my hot littleAsian wife for hours; other times I get home just asTony is leaving, my wife still lying spread out nakedon the bed, leaking semen (a while back Tony got testedand promised to only fuck Cindy, which opened a lot ofdoors for us sexually). I’m not ashamed to say I have licked Tony’s cum out.