Its just like when I was little, I used to hide under the covers from storms Becky said that’s cute I said, kissing her on her cheek. What do you ...ant to do next? she asked I don’t know I said, rolling over so I was on my side right up against her and slowly and softly ran my finger down her right breast and over her nipple. She let out a soft ooh She lifted the blankets off from over her head and looked at the clock on the nightstand. Babe did you notice what time it was before we got in. Bob reached over and slipped her firm breasts from her top, looking at the red marks around her nipples confirming the two young black studs from work had been sucking and nibbling on his wife's large full white breasts. He then reached down and lifted her wrap around skirt to show her stockings and oops no knickers, those horny little fuckers had taken her knickers as a trophy to prove they had fucked his wife.Bob knew work on Monday was going to be hard work, listening to them bragging about. It lives in this city like a fog, it creeps around, and up until yesterday I wasn't sure of its powers.Let me give you my situation. I am 27 years old and married. Donna is an attractive Creole woman. Dark hair to her shoulders bountiful bottom and nice round breast, yum.I on the other hand am slim. That is rare for a man living in a city with so much to eat. I was of average height and not what you would call to handsome.Anyway Donna and I were having some marital problems. For instance, I. "Daddy, I would like you to meet Ray Kennedy. Ray, this is my father." Pleased to meet you, Mr. Samuelson," I said as I held out my hand."Ray," he acknowledged, as he grasped my hand and shook it. 'Melissa has been telling us about you." Only the good parts, I hope," I said. I glanced at Missy, but she seemed fairly calm, not really nervous at all. Maybe, I thought, things will go okay after all."Sit down for a moment, Ray," said Mr. Samuelson. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Melissa,.