Why had she left it here?Tsanja looked inside, and saw that it contained dozens of choker charms.None of them looked like hers.She picked a nice looki...g one, probably one of Madeleine's, and fastened it around her neck.The effects were mixed.She felt some relief as the memory of her lost students, and, with it, the evidence of her outright failure, faded away.The night-wing released her midriff, and slid away from her body, and regarded her. It looked like it wanted to return, but seemed to be. I finally got convinced and we drove to the house party.I was made very welcome and introduced to lots of people. It did seem a bit odd that most of the guests were male; but I also knew that they were mostly business associates.We got separated as I chatted with some “interesting people” and after a while I went in search of my sweet wife. I went from room to room, I eventually found Anita in the kitchen. I stood at the open door and saw my wife surrounded by six guys.They were all trying to. He had buzz-cut brunette hair, blue eyes, a sharp wit and a winning smile that he used to his advantage on both sexes. He was slim of hips and modestly broad of shoulder and chest. He didn’t carry an ounce of fat after finishing his recruit course.While he didn’t look effeminate, the facts that he was about sixty-five kilograms when ringing wet, short and pretty, did attract the bullies. When his hair was longer, it became a riot of curls that he hated. More than one fool had thought he was an. ” She noticed that his cock twitched when he called her a whore. “You don’t think I’m a good whore?” she asked, moving her chin right up next to his cock and looking up at him. “I’ve been told I am a lot. A whore, a slut, cum-guzzler,” she laughed. “My husband told me that I am too good of a slut not to share. That’s why he wants me to do stuff like dance naked at his friend’s strip club. He says he likes all those men to see my tits and see me naked. He likes his friends to see me,.