The one that I respect more than anyone. Because this side of you is pretty pathetic… I know… Brittany admitted, to herself as well. But Justin, I...need him. You dont even understand! I dont understand? Situations reversed, youd be telling me I was a fucking idiot. Remember Chyanne? EXACT same situation. I loved her, she cheated, and you told me that I was being retarded and she wasnt worth it. Dont be a hypocrite and lets GO HOME! Jay…. Brittany started, not finding any words that would help. She swooned, her body stuffed with her husband's cockmeat. It was as if they were fucking for the first time.She held steady, unmoving, gazing into his face. "You're throbbing, honey." She leaned back, her tits pointing up at the ceiling. She clawed her way down her body until she pressed a finger into her belly. "I can feel you all the way up in here."Quickly, she came back into position, keeping his cock buried to the hilt, holding it tight with every muscle in her overheated pussy."Khan!. It's more convenient than having to get up at 4am to drive to the airport." We sat there a moment and then Steve leaned in close to my wife and whispered something in her ear. "Oh yes!" she said, probably louder than intended. Steve reached into his right front pants pocket and put something in my wife's hand. She got up and excused herself to the ladies room. She turned my way, did this little thing with her nose and inhaled through it, her way of letting me know that he'd given her some. It was so hard, but soft suckling it into my mouth. I surely enjoyed passing my tongue over the out of sight nipple, lodged within my mouth. Moaning was the only sound I could hear. With the attention being paid to one nipple I started to manipulate the other with my fingertips. I could hear her breath quicken and slowly her back began to arch. Her body was building up to a feeling she hadn’t felt in a long time. When she arched her body off the floor, she squealed for a breathtaking moment and.