”“Sounds like something a certain someone made you understand.” She said lifting her head to kiss my cheek.I choked up a bit, but nodded to her ...n the ambient light of the moon.We both said goodnight and we fell off into our dreams.When I woke the following morning I was greatly confused as to where I was waking to the smell of bacon cooking. I scanned the room for a clock and saw 9:30. No matter how late I ever went to bed, sleeping passed 8 or so was unheard of for me. Maybe my 50 years and. So, I kept my mouth shut and watched from afar, knowing the safest line of action would be to stay detached from the drama and just go with the flow.I was sitting down minding my own business with my supposed girlfriend Mary Connelly and one of her “slut” sisters by the name of Judy. Judy was like in her mid-twenties and she was already showing the visual signs of her dissolute lifestyle with puffy eyes and the noticeable bad teeth that she tried to hide by not smiling with her lips parted. In. His cum just spewed out of the end of his cock as he targeted it at her face. He stayed hard and pushed his cock into her mouth having her clean it up, Monica didn't protest as Nigel was using my wife as I more or less briefed him from our initial meeting. I snapped some good cum facial shots as my wife at that moment was nothing more than a slut for us. She later told me" it was stuck on" referring to his cum on her face. James cum on most parts of Monica's body but never did I see another man. Her red-tipped fingers held a glass of white wine and she pondered whyMargie Joseph had invited her to dinner. It had something to do with thebusiness she was told. Margie was a client to Patty as was her husbandDrake, the head of a very successful financial firm. They lacked nothingand, it seemed, had independent lives and an open but discreet marriage.They enjoyed life's pleasures. Margie indicated she was bringing afriend, a new client perhaps.Patty used an euphemistic term 'Ultimate.