Now Paul is half Irish and half Mexican so his skin is light brown, so even that made a nice contrast against my wife's milky white complexion.They so...n had her tits out of her top and were sucking and groping them, and her skirt up around her waist so they could grope and squeeze her ass and finger her pussy. That is when I knew John had told her about my hidden cameras as she looked right towards them as she lowered to her knees and pulled Dans BBC out of his pants and started to suck. In the morning we were given a full English breakfast and they stayed and chatted to us as we ate. We really enjoyed their company and their prices were very modest a mere thirty five pounds to house and feed the two of us.Before leaving we told them that it was our hope to visit the house in France fairly regularly and that we would be going across next year after our wedding to celebrate our marriage with our French friends and honey moon there. They gave us their business card and told us. “And what the fuck does that mean?”“I ... don’t know, Sir. She doesn’t know, either, but she’s afraid of whatever the thing was that crossed that galaxy and jumped to ours. She has a very logical mind, and she was genuinely shaken after the dream, or whatever it was. She’s worried that the thing she saw coming toward us is real.”Whitworth sat for a moment without commenting. “If it were anyone else, I would say it was just a dream, but Selina has always been one-hundred percent accurate in. Except for the fact that yours are some of the most sexy I have laid my eyes on in a long, long time, you have nothing to hide.” I followed that up with a smile and as her stunned stare tried to process what the hell was going on, I glanced down at her tits again. Unapologetically I added, “My only regret is that you wear those stupid foam cup things that hide my ability to appreciate how hard your nipples are right now!” What the hell was I saying?!?!? I guess the pervert in me decided to.