" OK dear," I replied."Mother!" she said."OK Mother," I confirmed.The next morning, my wife came into my room and announced, "Time to get up Sara darl...ng." I looked through my lids and noticed she was dressed in her Sunday best. "You need to get dressed for church, and I know just the right outfit."She pulled out my sleeveless yellow dress and a very full looking yellow petticoat, my white two-inch heels and the white purse."I can't go to church as a girl," I remarked. "Everyone there knows you. Me har roj to nahi uski gaand marta hu par har Sunday ko uski gaand faad deta hu.”“Aur baki roj chode ki baat to me nahi har roj uski chudai kara par haa mera lund har roj ya din me ek bar jarur use se chuswata jarur hu. Uski gaand ke bare me puchogi to aap ki bhi kam nahi hai usse.”“Ekdam bari huyi hai aap ki gaand bhi mera to man aap ki gaand dekar hi kharab hota hai jab maine aap ko swming suit me dekha ta tab usme aap ki gaand kya lag rahi ti. Pucho mat mera lund ekdam se khada ho gaya thaa. Others play and POKE deeply.Suzanne was of the latter category. I could hear as well as see her finger 'doing' what needed to be 'done'! The audible slurping from her fingering her horny pussy was driving me batty... I was absolutely ape shit!!The sounds were louder and faster as she shifted into high gear! The urgency of the girl's self fucking turned her middle finger into a mini pile driver... "Sploosh, squish, sploosh, sploosh"! She allowed me to see and hear one of life's great female. You don't do what you did to someone you love. Second do you really think there's anything you can do or say that will make me forget that you're nothing but a back stabbing, lying, slut? Do you?Have we covered all the bullshit excuses in the cheating slut wives' handbook? Or maybe that's slut wives' cheating handbook?I guess the handbook's second chapter tells you how to turn this around on me; to make it my fault. I didn't pay enough attention to you or I put in too much time at work or my.