Small animal." Pig, or was it some sort of bird?"Lily was shaking her head. She said, "Makes sound, miaow, miaow."Julia's and Lily's laughter alerted ...e to the possibility that my anguish might be unnecessary. I asked Lily, "You were joking?" Yes. Your face very funny. Today you had moo, moo, haha. Beef."A little suspiciously, I asked, "Beef? It didn't taste like any beef I've had before." Cantonese recipe. Was enough?" Yes, thank you. It was the perfect amount." (Having leftovers IS perfect.). I gave my husband’s lungi and a towel. He went to the bath room and took bath. He came out wearing lungi. I took out his wet clothes and put them in the drier of washing machine. When I went to prepare coffee, I remembered that my husband had kept some Vodka in the house. I thought of tasting it and if he asks I can tell that the bottle fell and broke. With this I took the bottle and two glass, along with some napkin. Babulal was pleasantly surprised. I tasted it for the first time, but slowly. ”“I get some erotic pleasure from taking sloppy seconds or thirds from my wife. Maybe it’s feeling my cock making the other guy’s cum squishing from her pussy as I fuck her.”“Normally you’ll be number five or six to fuck Karen,” Wendy recalled.“Yes, she loves her gang bangs.”Dan smiled with pride as he watched Lisa taking her two cocks. He kept up his pace fucking Wendy and soon grunted, shooting some cum into her. His cock slipped out and he went quickly onto his back and pulled her ass down. They were all hard working women and I almost always enjoyed their company. All my dates were more than one night affairs. I probably dated these women for months at a time. I know I got serious about a number of them. What happened? Why was I still single? Most of the women I dated would have made good companions. A few had children from their previous marriages. I do have to say they were all good decent woman. Then it dawned on me. It was me. I had the double standard that the author talked.