Right there on my screen was six little squares of video. I clicked on the best view and watched my wife sucking a cock that was at least twice the si...e of mine. I clicked on another view and saw the face of that cocks owner. It was Tim, a very old buddy of mine. I can't believe Tim is fucking my wife, he never talks to her much when he is around. One of the views showed that my wife had pulled her top up to expose her tits . She stood up and pulled the top over her head and then pulled her. With her legs straight and her back arched she reached back to pull her ass cheeks wide open. Lynn pulled away from my cock and sank to her knees. Turning to face me, she leaned back and began to lick Bev's pussy from below. What a sight. Two beautiful women, one on her knees with two fingers of her hand pushed into the cunt of the other while she licked her, the other with her panties and pantyhose around her ankles, back arched holding her dress above her waiste. Unbeliveable.Soon Lynn added. What has always been very much the point was the fact that Alicia considered our relation in cyberspace as a fantasy — incomplete and therefore inferior to 'real time.' My love had no credibility for her. She often told me she loved me and I guess she did, but to her it was an abstract kind of love. Pledging her love was like a turn of phrase, I guess. And to my shame I have to admit that it took me years before I understood. You see, I never wondered who Alicia was in whatever 'real time'. And he's cute!:)" but maybe he doesn't want you!" You don't want me mister?" she asked me directly"well...lol I think we can get to know each other better!:)" see!"she said"but you want her just for one night? she's very good!" asked me the blondie"ahah we'll see about that later!:))"I replied"I have to go, how do we get in touch? you want my number or do you give me yours?" carla the dark-haired asked me"I'll give you mine!" I did, she took it on her phone and they leftI was thinking stuff.