The interview was, like, 10:30 in the morning. Backing out the travel time, she must have spent half the day fucking her latest boyfriend.Want to kno... when you know your wife has dropped the pretense of a hotwife and embraced the lifestyle of a full-blown cuckoldress? A sure sign is when you come home from work and find her sitting in the kitchen with a guy you've never met, having a cigarette, naked under her satin bathrobe, with her firm round tits hanging out."Hey. Say hi to Mohammed. He's. George looked at Farmer Johnson shook his hand and then the two gentlemen walked into the farm house and then they went directly to the kitchen. When they got their George saw a beautiful young woman with long brown hair and dark brown eyes drinking coffee. George decided to politely introduce himself to the young lady. "Hello I am George Ripley Farmer Johnson's new farm hand". Then he shook the young lady's hand.The young lady looked and George and she politely replied "Nice to meet you George. The game was that the host would announce two different name tags and they would have to come up on stage and present a skit and entertain people.Everything was just happening. Party was going on nicely but was surely missing some Fire. The host, one of my closest friends took me aside and asked me to somehow bring some Fire into the whole party somehow, anyhow. I took a few minutes and told him my plans. The discussion brought up a smile on both our faces.Dinner was soon over everybody was now. He was as good as hers now. She could see it in the dreamy set of his blue eyes, the shy awestruck stance of his body as he pulled up his pants and gazed at her. She was desperate for more cock but that could wait. The most important thing was that now he would shield her and keep her safe. “So exactly how much of this land is yours, Hap?” “As far as the eye can see and beyond that.” Bending down, Hap collected the basket and its contents that earlier in his haste to help Ruby had fallen to the.