She told me thatshe will do that. I come home from my meeting and I walk into the den andsee no girls in there. I go to there room and they are both ...n there studying.I go downstairs and there in the living room is Cindy and her sister Jentalking. I tell Jen hello and asked Cindy why are the girls in there room. Shetells me that her sister Jen arrived about 5 minutes after you left and westarted talking. I told her to go get the cane but she tells me my sister ishere. I tell her I don?t care. So she was a little puffed, but joyously excited, when she got to the fifth floor and let herself in, anticipating embracing her loving husband after several weeks’ absence filming her parts in London, while he had been directing an art film down in Bordeaux.It had been a shock which took whatever breath she had away when she found her better half still tucked up in bed with a young and beautiful oriental, who sat up instantly awake showing off a pair of perfect breasts. It was an even bigger. He had a long cock and I could see it was circumcised, my eyes remained fixed on his, 'Bell-End', the delicious knobbly bit, you like to chew on, when giving a guy 'Head'.I could feel my heart race as the bus sped through the darkened neighborhood, he really was taking a chance, he must have been really horny, to get it out and try to get one off.As much as he was feeling the thrill of masturbating on a bus, next to a girl he has never met, taking a chance and possibly praying, that she might. I can feel the blood rising to the surface at his touch, leaving red marks behind. The pain mingled with pleasure forces a raspy moan from my lips. With one hand, he lets go. He begins to trace the length of the tree drawn on my back inciting more shivers as he leans forward to nibble my earlobe before slowly moving down my neck, biting and kissing the sensitive flesh.“Honey I’m home.”He chuckles at his own awful joke. I could never resist him, just the sound of his voice sends tingles.