" She juggled a text on her phone and the brushawkwardly, in danger of dropping it and ruining her duvet.He sat next to her on the bed and plucked the...nail varnish out of herhand. "So what are you up to tonight? Bit weird to get pissed up on aMonday."She watched him paint her nails carefully with more than a littlesurprise. "A few drinks around town if it's not too busy. The ganglikes to gather when there's no nobheads about. Probably end up at TheArches later. "He turned her hand to get to her. I have to say I loved it too because it barely covered her ass as she moved.She looked down at me and said, “You look comfy,” and I was. I was lounging on the bed in a pair of my boxers with a pillow laying across my lap with the laptop on it so I could read. “You must be reading stories,” she finished.I replied, “Yep, looking at new ways to punish you. I have found a few creative ones to try,” I laughed.“Hmm, let me see what you are reading. I might not want you reading that,” she said as she. The gunsmith took the time to explain how the grooves cut into the interior of the barrel, the “rifling”, made the bullet fly straighter than if it traveled down the old smoothbores, basically just tumbling out the end of the barrel.They were horribly expensive, but I bought one, in .40 caliber, with all the accessories, including five pounds of powder and ten pounds of lead. The only thing I didn’t buy were English flints. There was plenty of flint lying around at my home that would do just. .."I interrupted him and said in a demanding voice "poke her NOW", my wife intervened verbally "you heard my husband".After her sentence his erect penis escaped my view and I saw her body moving slightly forwards immediately. Roughly two minutes later he told us that he always dreamt about adultery with her and that his wish finally came true.He was grabbing her huge breasts and pulling her hair from behind, then he slapped her butt and looked victorious in my direction.Then he started.