’“What, Lucy?”“Oh, dear me. I don’t want to upset you, but I’m pretty sure I saw John stepping out on you this past Thursday.”“What? Y...u must be mistaken. No, he wouldn’t do that.”“I’m sorry, dear. I saw him go into that woman’s house that lives across the street from me. He was in there for about twenty minutes, then came out looking all ... you know ... satisfied.”“I’m sure you’re wrong, Lucy. My John wouldn’t do that.”“Oh, I understand how you feel and how you want to stand by your man and. Gulki shivered and asked me to do her sideburns and nape.I checked her cheeks and neck for stray hair. She got aroused by the cold steel teeth pressed against her cheeks. I turned on the trimmer and moved the peach fuzz.Gulki was desperate for cock. I decided to fuck her tight pussy from behind. However, it was hard to find the right spot. She marked the place with her index and middle fingers in a V shape, positioned near her vagina. I’d worn a lubricated condom and pushed my prick in a single. "I thought so," she said, "I noticed lately that some of my thingsalways seemed out of place. When I got home, I noticed panty linesunder your jeans and you did not do a very good job removing your nailpolish. I checked and I am missing a bra and panty set and a teddy. Iassume that you have or had them. Do you know how I feel knowing thatyou have been wearing my underwear and clothes?"I looked at my fingers and sure enough, there was still some red nailpolish on my fingernails. All I could. As I licked and sucked on Jon’s swollen head, my hips gyrated attempting to entice her fingers to my aching pussy. At last I was rewarded when she slipped a finger down the crack of my ass, over my sensitive anus and between the wet folds of my pussy. Her probing fingers slipping into me, then around my sensitive bud. I felt hands on my hips once again but couldn’t turn to look, as Jon’s thrusting cock was taking all my attention as it hit the back of my throat causing me to gag. I hoped it was.