Now mind u Ima Cuck. I like it when my girl goes off fucks other guys, comes home and gives me the pussy all used up. So we driving and I pull over an... start talking. As she’s texting she tells me to kiss her feet. Let me tell you something about her feet. Yes women’s feet in general are beautiful because they are so delicate and soft but her feet are perfect. All she is missing is that high arch but they are light skinned and tiny. They could fit in your hands which makes them that. Me and my mate moved apart so that she had to sit in between us.Nothing looked as though it was going to happen. I started stroking her neck. My mate seeing what I was doing joined in, and my wife did nothing to stop usAfter a while we could see that my wife was obviously enjoying the attention. The stroking moved from her neck to her arm and my mate followed my lead. My wife was starting to make little throaty murmurs, a sure sign that she was enjoying it. Several minutes later I was caressing. Never did figure out what language he was speaking. Besides, he was a first class low talker."Okay... , Buddy," I finally said out of exasperation. "We're just going to call you Mr. Whiskers. That okay with you?"He looked up. Made an unintelligible sound... Hell... , I have no idea what he said; or whether he even agreed or not. At that point, we decided to let Mr. Whiskers stick around for maybe a couple of days until he could find other quarters."Just for a couple of days," I warned him.He. But just to be a fly on the wall in her room, to see her naked body as she undressed -- that would be heaven.His work in biochemical research required him to perform experiments with mice all the time. He didn't know quite how it had occurred to him to try to link his mind with that of a mouse. If he couldn't be a fly on the wall, could he be a mouse in a cage in her bedroom? For some reason he had had a hunch that turned out to work. He concocted a potion including some of his own DNA and gave.