I love you more than everything."I mumbled, "I love you, too," and got up to return home. My brain had given up on trying to figure out how I felt bec...use I was horrified, yet oddly turned on. The feeling in her voice when she said her last statement comforted me somewhat. It did not sound like she was going to run off with this guy.After an excruciating long 10 minute drive home, I pulled up in the driveway. There were no other cars parked nearby. I walked into the house to hear my wife call. She knelt on the couch and the guy held her head, while he pushed her skirt up uncovering her still drooling pussy.Angel just continued, at this point, nothing could stop her.I started to finger her from behind. She was dripping wet, and wide open. I removed my hand and the guy took over and pushed two fingers into her.She moaned as if she came again, but she didn't let go of his cock.The guy started to moan, moving restlessly in his seat. Angel moaned again, when she tasted his pre-cum, but. “Okay, I guess that’s the best we can do for the present,” said Nathan. “And the other thing?”“Yes, Miss Mills’ problem has been taken care of. I talked to her at length. Her ex wanted in on the deal, but he is no longer a problem. The asshole was more than happy to cooperate once he learned that the IRS was going to be talking to him if he didn’t get the hell out of Dodge,” said Gilbert. The man in the bed smiled.“Good,” said Nathan. The other man looked away.“Gil?” said Nathan.“I suppose you. You were feeling guilty about being normal?"He sipped on his soda. "Maybe. I guess. It's just that it felt kinda weird, ya know?" So you want to tell me who they were about? I mean, you don't have to. I'm just curious."He opted to leave out the ones about his mother, and confessed in a whisper, "They were about Ms. Sellers."Anna Belle looked over at him and smiled. "Well, at least you've got good taste in fantasy partners. And as long as we're bearing our souls, I've had a couple of fantasies.