”“Party! What party?” I exclaimed.“Oh, don’t worry, it is nothing like the parties that my lover Joanne organises – this one will be much,...much more corrupt!!” Whilst she had been speaking she had dressed in the thinnest of chiffon dresses and her highest heels. “Come, lover man, Paris awaits us.”What followed was a whirlwind tour of nearly every man’s shop in the most exclusive area of Paris, and the purchase of a mass of wonderful clothes for me, together with some extremely skimpy ones for. As she rode his cock she would stop and grind her pussy, She must have cum five times riding him before he all but lifted her up and placed her on the desk. He roughly spread her legs and began rubbing his bloated fat black cock all over her wet pussy lips. I then noticed whom he was, it was Oscar, he'd been working for her for the past year. He was in his mid- 50's and would have been the last guy I'd have thought would hit on my wife.As soon as Debbie's ass hit the edge of the desk, Oscar. Okay, most of the games ... it wasn’t even close!When I finally won that 28th game, all she could do was constantly complain about how I fouled her every time she had the ball, how I walked with the ball, how I double-dribbled, how much I cheated!But as I told her, in regards to the supposed “fouls,” in that last game we were playing by Marine Corps jungle rules: “No Blood, No Foul!”Then she told me that when we went to bed later that night, she would show me what “No Blood, No Foul,” REALLY. But then I think to myself, “Surely he knows I can see him.” On the next approach, he feigns a yawn again and stretches but this time he brings one hand down inside the waist of his shorts and adjusts himself. We all know what happens early in the morning, when a guy yawns and stretches……. My stomach leaps into my throat and I can feel my heart thumping hard in my chest at the thought of his hand having just touched his erect tool, now more comfortably repositioned to one side in his shorts.I.