He asked “you had fight with you husband, am I right?” I said “yes. How do u know?” he said “the love in every relationship including husban...-wife’s are only fake. A husband wants wife only for having sex, cooking, etc., he won’t love her really”. He added “only a stranger’s love is true now I am a stranger to u. I cares for u without any reason, that’s the true love…” thinking for a moment, I asked him “is only a stranger can be a true lover”. He said “yes”. Then we discussed a lot about our. Please!” Her words were urgent, her breath hot in his ear. He felt her move closer and the heat from her excited pussy on his throbbing hardon was almost more than he could bear. He placed his hands under her butt and lifted her up until she was poised over his cock. She looked into his eyes and began to lower herself, both of them gasping in unison as he penetrated her hot little cunt and sank deeper into its warm wetness. For a moment, they remained still, John’s cock buried to the hilt in. My cintact at the LAPD informed me that Mr. Big was spotted at an inconspicuous swinger’s club in Beverley Hills. This contact emailed me an invitation for two plus the password.I told Mrs. Big my plan. She wasn’t keen to do it.“Listen, Mrs. Big…..”“Please, call me Laura.”“Well, Laura,” I said with an attitude. “If you want to find out with whom your hubby is cheating on you, this is the time and place.”“Can’t you just go and take some photos?” she pleaded.“Maybe you need to learn something. ..” Maybe it was stupid of me. It was only a dream. But it had been so real that even with my arms around my girlfriends, I was still shaking. I softly kissed Lissa’s breast, against which my face was still cradled, and then squeezed Melody up toward me so I could kiss the top of her head. “I dreamed I was cheating on you,” I whispered.Both my lovers pulled away from me and turned to stare me in the face. I’d done it. I was so ashamed.“You were having a nightmare that you cheated on us in your.