Pull up a chair, glad you came to hear my story. Get comfortable because we're going to be here for a while if you want to hear the whole thing. What,...no you can not bring in your snacks. I know how loud you are when you're eating.So I guess I should start at well.. the start.My name is Rath Cambson and this story started just the day after my 30th birthday. I was on my way to the store to buy things for dinner when suddenly I was dead. Yep, just dead I have no idea what killed me God wouldn't. Before she could put them down I took them out of her hand, and before she could say anything, I said, “Go back to what you were doing before.” She did so but looked very disapprovingly at me. Her panties were still warm to the touch and wet….“These panties are wet!” “Have you pissed yourself?”“No, I have not.”“Well how are they wet?!”“Cos I’m playing with my pussy, it gets wet when I do that.” She complained.“Okay, you’re playing with your pussy in front of a man you’re not seeing, what would. It sucks all energy out of you and makes your head throb with blood. I groan and consider myself lucky for having (involuntarily) skipped the midday meal.Rune’s arm is like a thick bar of steel across my ass and the back of my thighs, holding on tightly to me as he carries me toward the main door.Before we’re outside, I put in the effort lift my head and look up one last time and see Bane standing there, looking after us with his eyes dark and dangerous enough to give me a full-body chill that. After closing the door she faced me and raised up on her tip toes. She squeezed her legs together and said he wrecked my pussy. She said I want you to lick me clean. I laid in the den floor and she sat on my face. The mixture of smells was exciting, there was pussy, man sweat, and a hint of coconut from her tanning oil. She was sloppy wet, I sucked her clit between my lips and nursed it like a baby sucks a nipple. Her legs squeezed my head as she came. My wife had multiple orgasms from my.