Comments are appreciated and welcomed. It is a product of my mind, pure fiction. I don’t know how much longer I will survive my betrayal of my husba...d, five years ago. I know there’s a bullet coming with my name on it but when, where or how I don’t know. I need to get this down on paper before it happens so the whole world will know the cost of cheating I have to pay. Let me start from the beginning. It started the year my boys were on summer break from school and I sent them to a very nice. I'm already wet I have been all day, more or less. I would wonder how he knew THIS was the day I ovulate, as even I don't usually keep track of my periods that closely. I am not very organized though, and he is.He tells me how sexy he thinks I am, runs his hands up and down my sides and caresses my breasts before tweaking my nipple. "I want to see these get even bigger."I shiver. This isn't usually a fantasy of mine- I am a double D, which is quite enough when you are running after an out of. If she was being pressed between me and Kelly or any one of the other girls, she was happy. And lacking either of those, if she had a heavy blanket over her while she rode me she was good with that.“Mary, whatever inspired you to get your nipples and clit pierced?” Kelly asked one night while we were lying in bed and she was playing with Mary’s nipples. Mary was happily sandwiched between us.“Frustration,” Mary said. “Pain and pleasure are tied together. I’m not into discipline or anything like. She pushed her knees together, feeling self-conscious despite there being no one around. Her hands crept down her body, gliding over the curve of her thighs and—She saw something. Across the way, in a tower room she believed was Rupin's, a light shone on the balcony. Was something moving out there? Yes: The balcony door was open, and a shape was silhouetted against it. It was not a human shape. She leaned out, unmindful of her nudity. Rupin's window (if it was Rupin's window) opened fully and.