She moaned softly and put her hand down her bottom and started to rub her little pussy. I was rock fucking hard by then. I pulled toward me and kissed...her deeply on the lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She met my tongue and started to massage it with her soft, magnificent tongue, and started to unbutton my pants. I, in turn, peeled of my shirt and continued my pursuit of her little tongue. We were both now only wearing one piece of clothing. She stood me up and pulled my underwear down,. We sat/chatted together and my flirtatious conversation started working. Few drinks down I asked her to dance with me and she indeed agreed at once.I was getting closer to her on the dance floor and was very difficult for me to control my self as she was also responding well. I moved ahead and kissed her on her cheeks knowing well her husband is watching us only. She was bold in giving me a kiss on my lips. It was her acknowledgement to move forward and we left for my place.Her husband drove. And he wanted her to feel a lot better then she was feeling at that point. “I wish there was something I could do that would make your life better,” he went on to say as she cried more. He finally did something although most likely the wrong thing to do and probably the worst thing he could have done as well. Mitchell raised his hand, seeing that another tear was rolling down out of her eye, and he carefully and lightly wiped it away. She liked that. It made her feel…special. She liked how a. I lower my voice and try to sound more girly for him, saying I cannot get enough of your fat cock Sir, I need more, and I laugh and say it looks like my girlfriend can’t get enough of your fat cock either Sir.Jimmy looks at me and says ‘you make a much more convincing woman than you do a man, now I know why you girlfriend was desperate for my fat cock in her mouth, she misses having a real man to please instead of a cock loving sissy like you’.I look at Jimmy and say ‘everything you have said.