She slides her hand in under the leg of his shorts and lightly caresses his balls, sliding her hands up both sides to his now rock-hard and pulsating ...ock. She smiles and talks to him, teases him. They laugh. David is holding back, wanting to enjoy Jenn’s aggressiveness. But he cannot wait. He reaches up and slides his hands over Jenn’s tight tank top where he finds a sexy lace bra. Her hard nipples press through and her firm round breasts heave. David takes in every curve with his hands and. So finally, on our way out after so many drinks, my sweet wife hung back as I walked out to the street. I waited for her at our car; but Ana took too long to be just saying goodbye.As I drove home, my wife finally admitted her old mate had grabbed her by the waist and had kissed her passionately. She had liked it and had responded to his kissing.He then had made her turn around and she had felt his hard cock on her butt.Before arriving home, she received a text from Freddie. He told my wife how. "You're the--"Too late. DaBigBoom had already stepped into the portal.They warped to a rocky location that somehow managed to look cheerful despite being largely desolate. The only plants DaBigBoom saw were the twisted remnants of dead trees.Not quite dead, as it happened, but not exactly alive in any way DaBigBoom expected. He watched as one of the dead stumps grew spindly arms out of its top and began to shuffle around. Pihanga absent-mindedly booted it into a nearby pool of bright green. But I had already forgotten Mary, and I dived in with all my heart trying to impress Priscilla. I think, when I revisit that evening, that I recall Mary was smirking at my hopelessness.“Did you have a lovely evening? You look so happy, dear” mum was asking Simone when we came back down. It was perhaps a foolish thing to say: Dieter was sitting on the couch trying to hide his irritation. It was late and he had got back before us and the stink of beer and cigarettes filled the small living.