My hands were again shaking as I over and over hit the check mail button. Finally there was a ding and I opened the email from Leroy. There was no tex... just an attachment. I opened the file, it was a video, it was grainy and low light but I could make it out ok, and what I saw I could not believe. It looked like a restroom stall and there was my beautiful wife on her knees with a big black cock I’m her mouth. She was sucking with a fervor I had not seen before.I could tell she was turned on.. . how?"Susie could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted to see what would happen next. Calmly, she began telling of the adventures that had befallen her so far today on her way home from school. Of course she didn't name names. Susie was very discreet--she certainly would never mention Mr.Reynolds. And while she talked, she caresssed Rover's head as he began to lap at her juicy pussy.Lorna could take no more. With a little moan of frustrated passion she pulled the girl away from the dog. I breathed in deeply, savouring the smell of sweet young pussy below me as it wafted up to my nose. “Mmmm, I can smell your sweet pussy Joanne,” I told her, “it smells so good too. Can I taste it? Can I taste your sweet pussy juices? Do you want me to kiss your pussy?”“Oh yes Steve,” Joanne panted, “kiss my pussy please. I am so hot now, I want you to kiss my pussy.”“Mmmm, there is nothing quite like a sweet young pussy like yours Joanne,” I said, “I love young girls’ pussy.” I hooked my arms. ..? Where the hell did you come from?? Bobby demanded. ?Howdid you get here? Who are you? Bobby struggled with a tangle of sheetsto try to pull himself off the floor.?Come on sweetie. You know who I am.??How....How... How did you get here??Bobby had enough experience with fantasies to know that this was no dream.At least not an ordinary lucid dream. He looked himself over. All wasjust as it had been when he went to bed last night. Everything feltperfectly normal. Everything seemed.