***Chapter 2In my last part my wife’s girlfriend had just finished eating her most delicious tasting pussy and had now risen up and went to her dres...er drawers leaving my wife panting with post orgasmic pleasure. My wife was on the bed, nakedly displayed as the juices from the tonguing that Snake Lady had given her pussy (with it's freshly shaven nakedness) that served to show the complete satisfaction the Snake Lady’s tongue had given her.This is how Snake Lady acquired her name, by word of. Her hands reached out for the zip on Simran’s coat and she slowly pulled it down and then stepped behind Simran and slipped it off her shoulders and placed it on a chair in the room.“Hmm, that’s better, isn’t it? Now why don’t you have a drink, I’m sure that will relax you a little”, and she handed Simran a full glass from the small table in the room.Simran rushed the full glass down in one, needing the courage the alcohol would provide. Sofia just kept on smiling and began to run her hand over. ”My wife reached over and squeezed my upper thigh.“Listen to what he’s saying, David” she said softly, “Errol’s right and if I wasn’t with you I’d be with him like a shot, we’re still friends and I still want us to continue as lovers, but just for today I want to be with you, is that all right?”“That sounds perfect my darling,” I said and I meant it too.It took three hours to drive Errol to his place where I got a hard-on watching as they kissed in his doorway.As we approached our house, I hit. "How dare you come in my house and try to tell me what you're not going to do! Are you fucking crazy? Listen to me and don't you ever forget it you puny fucking pansy...I own your ass! Now get over here and eat my pussy, bitch!"He complied right away and made sure Annette climaxed at least three times before he left. When Emerill left her house he was a completely a broken man.(and soaking wet)His wife was baffled as to the changes in her 'Emy-Pooh'. He just wasn't himself and he was always.