The first time I saw another man’s cum oozing from my fiancee’s vagina, I was so excited I thought I would cum on the spot myself. From then on, R...e made sure there was always plenty of sticky, gooey evidence left for me to find.Once we were married, things changed again. For a while she began to meet her lovers in our house. This meant that she did not have to get dressed and travel home afterwards which in turn meant that, although I had to make myself scarce while they were actually in bed. That question resulted in more questions that I really couldn’t answer. I did however try to explain.I told my people what had happened to the locals. That drew gasps from the men and women in my group. My people had led a rough life before I came along, however they had lived a relatively safe life. To be told that four men had walked into a community and that they’d wiped it out was just too shocking for my people to accept. To look at the locals and realize that their world had just been. She put her legs up and started massaging my cock through my jeans. I undid the button and dropped them to the floor. I got down on the floor next to her and pulled her shirt off. She wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were perky and perfect. I went right in and bit her nipple while I reached up and pinched hard on the other nipple. She loved it.I reached my hand down and yanked her thong off. I finally realized what I felt earlier at the airport. She was wearing a butt plug the whole. Besides, I’m tired of telling people that it’s not my money. My money I worked for ... and I know where every penny of it is. I might as well have found this other money lying on the ground. Just because I don’t want it, doesn’t mean that it can’t do something nice for my family, though.”Betty Lou looked at Tommy in consternation and tried again.“But Honey, that money could help you make a better life for yourself. You could find a place of your own, or travel, or even go back to college.