"Not much, babe. What's up with you?" Oh I kicked that bastard out today." I had no idea what or who she was talking about but that didn't matter. She...just went on. "I mean, what the fuck's wrong with a girl wanting to have a little pussy once in a while? I guess it was because he thought he was so macho... hey — you know Mary?" Uh... no. I don't know any girls named Mary." It took a bit because I was still stuck back at the part where she had said the thing about "a girl wanting pussy". I. She said, “I am yours completely now.” I slowly started kissing her cheeks, ears, nose, and lips. We both lip locked for another five minutes. I started kissing her lips more vigorously by pulling her lips, sucking her tongue.She asked me to go slow and not to hurry as we have another 4 days. So I stopped and asked, “Do you wanna watch a movie?” She said yes. I opened my tab and started playing a movie. After a few minutes, I started sliding my hands inside her t-shirt and placed it on her. “You know, we really must give her a good time.”“I totally agree, Sally.”She nodded. “And that means, Richard that if you have to fuck her to make sure she has a good time, then fuck her you must.” I was stunned. My wife was giving me permission — suggesting, in fact — to fuck her best friend. And she was adamant, her tone stridently positive.I blinked but, with a grin spreading on my lips, I quickly said, “If I have to fuck Carole, then I will.”Sally and I continued chatting and this was when. Feel free to email me at [email protected] Underwood stepped backstage after finishing her concert in Boston, MA. She had a huge smile on her face because the crowd was more electric than any crowd in recent memory. Not to say that her crowds weren’t always entertained, but it didn’t seem like anyone out there was disappointed this time. She hugged every member of her band and thanked them for a great show before walking towards her dressing room.She entered the room and locked.