"Mike, can't you still sleep with me, in our room?' she pleaded. "I need you more than I ever have." That's a goddamn shame!" I snapped. "What the hel... do you think I am? A fucking wimp? A spineless shit that will sleep in the same bed his wife betrayed him in? Sleep with the unfaithful tramp that betrayed him? I have never been unfaithful, and I'll be goddamned if I'll sleep in a bed, or room, were my wife has made me a fucking cuckold!"I firmly guided her from the room and locked the door. It. ”“Well?”“A long time. Sometimes in the pool I’d cop a feel of your ass, and a couple of times I ran my hand over your front and I thought I was going to die!”“I remember every one of those times, and it made me so horny! I’d look at you and touch myself. I had my first orgasm in the pool, thinking about how you’d just touched me and how good it would feel if you’d do it some more. I’d just imagine it was you touching me. The first time it happened I thought it was the most wonderful thing that. They look so big in your pictures.His filthy words were turning me on so much. I was becoming a moaning mess and i was furiously fucking my pussy. My tits were bigger than he guessed.Me: Oh yes. Oh yes. Ohhhhhh yessssss. They are 36dd. They are your muslim tits.Infidel: I only want to see them hanging down from your naked body when you are praying to my white cockThat sent an immediate jolt to my pussy and my body convulsed as i reached my orgasm. I did not know what I was saying. I was just a. Yes, that is so good.” I watched her body writhe in response to those pinches. Looking at her face, my wife and I both silently acknowledged that she was deliberately giving herself to him in a way where I could see everything; she was watching me as I watched the exhibition she was making of the gift of her body.I think that my watching was the more exciting part for her. Jace was part of her intimate history, he was not the only guy she had (when we married she was 23 and her ‘number’ - which.