. . Is this stuff deliberate?” I was finally able to ask, weakly raising my sweaty head. “What stuff?” she asked. “Treating me like you’re...riding a damned horse!” I said. “It works, doesn’t it,” she observed. “Best sex of my life,” I sighed in surrender, flopping down on her again. “The sex will get even better,” she assured. “Come though, let’s get you and I cleaned up, and a drink to cool us down . . . along with a nice massage for you.” “Okay, I’m your horse,” I breathed. “No,” Sam. I just kept emphasising how muchbetter my life was now, just as Adam had told me before I left; how muchhappier I was; but Clare was stony faced as I finished painting thepicture."You're my oldest friend Wendy, and my dearest," she said. "You knowthat." I know you are," I replied."But it fills me with horror to see what you've done to yourself." I'm happy," I said. "Really." I know you think you are," she replied, "but you're too caught up in itto see. Objectively it's just so obvious that. .hard, because that's the only one that connects to her pussy. I'm going nuts, really pissed off at her, except as I listen I reach down to adjust my cock because I'm super hard. In fact, honestly, most of the time I have a tough time getting hard, but listening to wifey screwing around has me literally rock hard and throbbing. Since I'm alone I strip naked as I listen to her phone. I can hear her murmering, groaning a little and I can hear the sounds of him sucking her titty. She yelps and. Aaaaaahhhhh…Ohhhhhyeaaaaaa….BabyyyyyyMe: yes baby…I’m going to give you all the pleasure tonight…Tonight is going to be unforgettable I tore off her bra and removed all her clothes.She was lying naked on the bed.She is such a fuckable beauty…She was inviting me to come closer to her…And I did the same.I was in no mood to waste any time.We both stood up..I took her to the bathroom and turned on the shower…I lifted her right leg and held it exposing her clean shaved pussy… I was holding her from.