I don’t regret what happened, but it’s not going to happen again. I just want to write the story out so that I can be really clear in my mind what...did happen, so that I can be on my guard. The bookstore is huge, a full city block and many stories, a veritable labyrinth of wooden and metal shelves, with old books and new ones, of every conceivable type. I had found the book I came to get, a used copy of Faust, and I was going toward the cash registers to pay and leave when I stumbled into the. It seemed that my wife of ten years was exchanging text messages with a married couple in a town not-far-away who were interested in a submissive bi female.I didn't know my wife to be submissive, let alone BI? I continued to read the text and found myself getting rather aroused. It seems that she was scheduling a meeting the next Saturday night in a hotel near their home. I was furious but also a bit curious, so I quickly decided to 'play it cool' and see how she would plan to get away for the. ‘Oh, Fuck,’ I hear you swear before you take my cock back in your mouth in long, halting strokes, moaning around me. Your thighs and lovely ass begin to shake as you cum, trembling and moaning. As you come down you lift yourself off my lips as your clit and cunt become too sensitive. My cock slips from your mouth as you sit back, catching your breath. I take a moment to catch my own breath before I right myself, groaning as the toy shifts in my ass with every movement. I sit on the floor with. No, my friend, such an approach cannot be my policy!" he said firmly.Eoric tried to argue his case for a little while longer, but Cadfan would not change his position and it soon became apparent that his patience with his 'pushy' visitor was wearing thin. Eoric accepted the reality of the situation and asked the King's permission to retire.He walked back into the guest accommodation and all eyes were on him. That quickly, within hours of landing in Gwynedd, Eoric's plan had fallen apart and his.