She picked fights, left without telling me where she was going ... and it got worse. Well, I've told you some of it, already."Before I went in that be...room, I thought I was prepared. I thought I could handle it, but I tried to comfort her in there, and she flinched from me again, just like she did back in Saint Louis. God, Jeff, I just keep seeing her with men. They fucked my wife, Jeff. She fucked them. I know she was driven by the drugs and hypnosis, but ... Jeff they came in my wife. She was. “There you are,” he murmered, a slight threat implied in his tone of voice. “You’ve been ogling me on the gym floor for the last two weeks. I thought maybe you’d like a good look.” Grinning slightly he moved in my direction, that wonderful cock swaying in front of him. When he stopped, it was inches from my face.I’m fairly trembling with fear as he grabbed the base of his cock, rubbed it on my face and asked, “so what do you think, papi? Like that man-smell, do you?” Gently, but firmly he put. I quickly check my calendar and agree, 11am this coming Sunday, it’s a date. She’d sent me an email since she was traveling that week, telling me that I might not be alone for the session, I wasn’t sure what she’d exactly meant. Elle was the and Visual & Graphic designer for the company is worked at, responsible for the visuals that the company put forth. She had degrees for UCLA and Art Center in Pasadena. She was into all kinds of art media but her new passion was painting, specifically life. I took off my pants and climbed on top to kiss her. Once we broke our kiss she whispered "Please lick me". How could I say no. I slid down the vans seat kissing as I went. When I got down to her pussy area it was really wet. I kissed it gently and started to lick. I don't remember her being this wet before. She was soaked from her and him. He was actually still leaking out from inside her. I started licking and gently sucking. It was strange but I enjoyed how he tested in her. I love to run my.