Me: But. There is something.Rani: (tensed) what??What is it.??I went towards her. Me: may I??Rani: yeah. We will make an exception here. Come on..And ...he turned towards the mirror.Her fragrance was really having an effect on me. That alone gave me a strong hard-on.Her tattoo was a bit concealed by the ties of her blouse. I softly touched her back and adjusted the ties so that it was very clearly visible.Then I saw that her cleavage was not visible.I whispered to her ear, Me: You never. We'd just buried one hand and she was out there, neat in a bright flowery sundress, the flush to her cheeks the same as that first day."Come on, honey. Let us teach you how to play," Mike spoke up. "Then we can play in pairs instead of this cut throat stuff." Or you can play your father-in-law here two-hand and take all his money," Tommy laughed."Come on, Martha," I said with a smile, again drawing a chair over for her, patting the seat to encourage her.She sat down and for the next two hours. This is the point where I know I'd be embarrassed and apologizing, but this guy just smiled and stepped in and closed the door behind him, locking it. My wife recoiled a little in surprise at this move, but he didn't even stop to notice, as he'd pulled down his fly and tugged his dick out. It was big-headed and thick and growing more erect with each pulse (my wife did describe that part in detail, so I know she could still see it in her mind.) He just looked at her and smiled, as if to say,. ‘I love you, even though it may not be for the right reasons, but I do love you. And I want you more than any man I’ve known. But above all…I need you! If I lose you, I’ll die! My life would be meaningless. You’re the only thing that’s ever been right in my life! Every stupid mistake I’ve made…everything I’ve done will doom me to hell if I can’t give you what you need…be what you need me to be… What do you need from me?’ she whispered hoarsely through her tears. She sobbed again when she heard.