" I took a sip of my coffee, letting the thought hang for a moment. The slight raise in his eyebrow was delicious, but I continued before he could res...ond. "You know, films, art, music, cuddling and cooking, those sorts of things.”“Cool, same with me. My ma taught me how to cook. She said it would come in handy when I wanted to impress a girl. Now that I'm twenty three and on my own, I've learned this is very true.”“Well, then I am impressed. I do love a man who can cook. Cooking meals together. She was happy to realize that his hand stayed around her waist as he ordered her a glass of wine. As the night wore on they were having such a good time, completely forgetting the time or the amount of alcohol that was consumed. When final call came at the bar, she realized that she was quite drunk. He was a little less so and decided that she should not be driving, in all honesty neither should he have been but she was not in a state of mind to realize that. She lived at the end of a road that. “Go on upstairs Hun, and I’ll be up in a little while,” my wife added.“Why, it’s already two in the morning. What are you doing?” I questioned.“I’m going to stay down here for a while and keep Reggie company,” she replied.“What?” I scoffed.“Well, he has never been here before and I don’t want to be rude,” she said nervously.“Whatever. Keep it down so I can get some sleep,” I said as I turned to head back upstairs. Arguing with her after she has been drinking was pointless. So I gave up and. I keeled down next to and we kissed I could she cradled me and looked me in the eyes with fire behind hers. She then began pushing my head down her body towards the he toughly used pussy. I looked at it and was in utter surprise when Marry placed her hand on the back of my head and whispered support her, she is showing you what she needs from you. The pressure from them both pushing me towards my new destiny as a cuckold.My lips made contact with hers and I began eating my wife’s pussy like I.