Fogg in the car, to avoid a meeting between him and the colonel? It ought not to be a difficult task, since that gentleman was naturally sedentary and...little curious. The detective, at least, seemed to have found a way; for, after a few moments, he said to Mr. Fogg, "These are long and slow hours, sir, that we are passing on the railway." Yes," replied Mr. Fogg; "but they pass." You were in the habit of playing whist," resumed Fix, "on the steamers." Yes; but it would be difficult to do so. I leant over Sarah, kissing her tenderly as my cock slowly softened and began to slip from her, and as my cock finally slid out of her I reached down and scooped her from the table. I could feel my spunk dripping from her onto my thighs as I carried her from the kitchen and down the hall to the main bedroom, where I gently deposited her on the bed. I wasted no time in removing her now slightly rumpled clothing, and then I swiftly undressed and joined her on the bed to caress her smooth bronze. I had recorded one of those late night semi-porno movies, and I watched it for about 45 minutes, my horniness slowly giving way to frustration as I forbade myself from touching my hot spot. And then our dog Billy came in, he was probably just hungry and he nudged me. Right between the legs. I moaned in shock and pleasure as his bump crushed my clit against the seam of my pants, almost making me come instantly. Before I could push him away, he did it again, again rubbing the seam of my pants. Of course. But since your married I guess I’ll just be your secret. Your to perfect to be anyone’s secret I said. She smiled and gave me a kiss. Thinking to myself I should get a divorce...Later that day, I was standing on the deck drinking a beer. Kim walks out in one of my tees on no bra no panties. The shirt just covered her cock about a inch. She embraced me and gave me a kiss, what you doing baby? Nothing just having a beer . She takes my beer and takes a swig . My hands grabbed her ass.