I too was finally getting excited by the fact that my wife was going to be eaten by others in my presence and they were going to enjoy her on my honey...oon. That night they all tossed as to who would go first into the room with Shanti and it was that bastard Sulaiman, dark, ugly and huge who was going to plunder her , my wife’s pussy.Shanti was initially frightened but excited at the thought of this dick drilling her and they went into the room together. i was asked to go into the room to see. Anyway, we went to a local bar. Jane had a few drinks and was tipsy (she didn’t weigh much at all), while I was borderline shitfaced. We decided to go home, and Jane talked me into letting her drive me home because she said I was too drunk. While in the car, Jane asked if I would stay with her that night. I agreed but she also said nothing was going to happen. After we got to her place, Jane told me to get comfortable on the couch while she made us a couple of drinks. When she returned from the. "Ohhh, Robyn, I've missed you!" said my former boss, slowly pumping his hips toward my lips. "I've been thinking about your mouth all day, and prayed you could meet me."I wanted to reply, by my mouth was a little busy, so I merely bobbed my head a bit faster on the man's fully engorged, throbbing dick. It was something I had learned to love over the years, his hardness throbbing in my mouth, his hand fondling my ass, his mouthing of sweet and less than sweet nothings in my ears."Suck, you. But still she enjoyed the way his puppy dog attitude got her feeling superior. She’d tell him to jump and he would say “Wanna get high?” It was fun to see how far he’d go to win her over, she’d just dared him to juggle fallen pinecones and his hopeless determination to prove himself alone was endearing. So different he was to the others, the melancholy ‘not too much older’ men she saw from time to time were so emotionally distant. It’s like flash forward 7 years and mid-twenty him might sadly.