" You running away?" I asked.She nodded. "From him. I won't go back."I drove out toward the river and pulled into one of the parking areas along the c...nal."OK," I said, turning in the seat and trying not to admire her high, firm breasts and long, tanned legs, "Tell me. I'll listen, but they do want you back." He does anyhow, my father. He's arranged a marriage with a foul man, a drug lord or something. I've seen him once, atan embassy party." You mother know about this?"She nodded and sniffed.. Nothing happened! "My God!" she thought, I must have made a mistake in the incantation. She quickly repeated the chant and looked anxiously at Roger. She was still in the same body! By now, Roger had actually sat down and looked back at her in merriment. Jennifer was starting to get pissed now but it was tempered by a real sense of fear. Roger got up and started walking to her while saying," It is time to stop this charade. We have some reckoning to do!" He grabbed the book out of her. I then noticed Jamal’s cock was out of his pants and she was stroking it, trying to cover it with her dress so no one would see. My wife even discreetly bent over and sucked on his cock for a brief moment. I decided it was long enough and didn’t want them to go too far and get caught and started walking that way. Jamal noticed me and discreetly put his nigger cock back in his pants and they got up. My wife walked up to me as we met and gave me a deep long wet kiss running her tongue all. Doris, stop wiggling like that. You will have me doing it all over again like some schoolgirl over the master’s desk.”She was the cream inside our sandwich of lust, soft and lovely, and not the least bit like her former self with a caustic remark for every tidbit of conversation. I rather liked her like this and felt my prick start to come to life again just thinking about the possible tightness of her as yet unexplored rear door.That mystery was soon dispatched to my memory bank and I can.