My outfit was a short (mid-thigh) plaid skirt and black thigh-high stockings and a fitted zipped red cotton sweater. Very festive. No bra, no panties....Very naughty. I didn’t tell my hubby, planning on surprising him during the party.The short walk down the street was cold, very cold. And my rock hard nipples stood at attention atop my firm B-cup boobs. It was very obvious that I forgot my bra. Hubby noticed, rolled his eyes and chuckled.Since it was an open house, we just walked in without. Ariel took his hand that he had used in her and sucked her juices off his fingers, then she pulled him close and kissed him deeply. She pushed him backward on the bed and straddled his legs, her breasts close to his erect shaft. She brushed her nipples over the head of his penis, then pressed him between her breasts and moved them up and down. She heard him make that low animal growl that she loved, and she smiled. She moved down and lay over his legs. Her hand wrapped around the base of his. The vials were clearly labelled. The last thing that Quince wanted to do was take the wrong one.Quince regretted leaving his horses behind, but there wasn't any real choice. At least with the DNA viruses based on their genetic patterns, he'd be able to recreate them wherever he finally settled.He pulled out the virus that was meant for him. Over the last two weeks, he had seen the virus transform nearly twenty people. It never failed to fascinate him. Now, at last, it was his turn. He felt a. I was starting to feel that same arousal as I watched them kiss. I'm sure most guys have a fantasy of seeing their wife with another man. I know I do. And what guy hasn't thought about watching their hot little wife take on a big black cock at least once in their life?Now I have a chance to experience both fantasies without having to be questioned by Susan as to why I would ever have fantasies like that. Even though she may have gone along with it anyway, she would have had to act a little bit.