It was time for me to leave; but I hated to more this time than last.I rode back toward Goshen to stop in at the saloons to catch up on the latest dev...lopments. I had left the last line of trees before the road when I saw the wagon with the broken wheel. You got so that you expected a wagon wheel to break every few months if you were on the road very much. Rocks and holes in the road played Hell with wagon wheels. I rode up to see if I could be of any help.A very pregnant woman was kneeling. My wife allowed him to Drink Her Baby’s 1st Milk to the Muslim Stud from her milk pot. My wife was totally naked now except her sinddor and mangalsutra which she wore for me. I stroked my own cock inside my shorts while watching the action unfold before my eyes of my wife with the Muslim guy. Rahim took out his cock, it was larger and thicker than my cock, seeing this cock my wife told him to go slow as it will pain her but as he was a great master at fucking he knew just how to go about. He. Damn, she worked me hard and fast and I told her, "no cum, no franklin" so she worked me like a pro, a real porno bitch performance.As I saw her mommy pull up and a couple ladies outside the window looking at their stuff, I cum hard, I grabbed her blond pony tail and shoved in her hard, she gagged, eyes watered and I emptied my nutt sack. I rolled up on my toes and moaned and cum some more. She choked but was able to swallow almost everydrop.I pulled out from her hot warm mouth and said,. And, to be honest, while you were away, I became completely happy with who I am. That’s not to say I can’t improve, but to say that after nearly thirty years of struggling, I’d found «lagom».”“That’s the Swedish word that means ‘just right’?”“Yes.”“And ‘just right’ includes sex with other girls?”“Possibly, yes. No, I’ll be honest, probably, yes.”“Probably?”I nodded, then pulled a sweatshirt over my head, “Yes. I’m sorry.”“For what? You’ve never lied to me nor have you tried to trick me. You’ve.