I suppose that new house that i shifted was very luckyBecause that’s where things really started working for me she started becoming more open to me...than to my wife because my wife hardly used to be at home when she comes to work the first step started like this she asked why we don’t have any children i said right now we don’t want to have i asked her if she has got children to which she said no. days passed by and i started asking her more things and found out that her husband was not capable. That’s sort of sexy.’ ‘I like cumming in you better,’ I said. ‘In your pussy.’ ‘Mm, and I like when you do that,’ she purred. That felt better, a lot better. It felt as if we were back on even ground, especially when she gave the lump inside my pants a playful squeeze. ‘I love you,’ I said and that earned me a kiss on my bicep. ‘But I’m still confused about what you were saying.’ ‘I know,’ she said, kissing my bicep again. ‘I’m not making a lot of sense, am I?’ I was too wise to comment. ‘It’s. I petted the stripper’s blond head. ‘Not your fault, doll.’ I gave her a hefty tip and she disappeared. My friends…no, not really friends…but the guys I came there with, seemed to enjoy themselves. It was all incredibly depressing. ‘I’m going home.’ I said. They were shocked, or something. ‘What the fuck, Lucke, we just came!’ ‘And I just came…ha ha ha’ ‘Come on, the night is young!’ ‘Don’t be such a pussy, Lucke!’ But just such a pussy I was. I pussied away (and pussy-paid their tab up to. Sonny had me lay on my belly. She propped my upper body up on a pillow so I was slightly elevated. “So you can watch,” she explained and I folded my arms to lay my head down on them. With how I was positioned I could clearly see the rest of the room and watch the activities there. A new woman was being led to the pedicure area. I knew what she was in store for now. The woman getting her hair washed earlier had a fancy new up do and was getting her pussy licked by an African American woman. An.