In fact, I know she didn’t because she wouldn’t have hesitated one second to have Uncle Ben arrested.”“What? You were listening at the door?�...“Um, yeah. Sorry.”Rachael looked like she was about to let loose on him, but then she shrugged and conceded, “No reason to be sorry, I guess, since you already knew most of it. What’s that old saying? ‘Life’s a bitch and then you die.’ I knew things were way out of the ordinary at home, but I never realize how absolutely fucked-up my life was until Nadia. I tried to control a part of me I did not wish her to meet yet, but, that changed when she returned and walked directly into my house with her wet hair.A woman with wet hair had always been a turn-on for me. When she walked in with wet hair and dressed comfortably, I felt my hormones kick into overdrive.I knew I wanted her, needed her, and I was going to have her. I purposely looked directly into her eyes with every movement that I made. I noticed she would look away or keep eye contact for. I liked rubbing my cock against her ass while dancing.That night we met my good friend and had lot of drinks. Wife always talks naughty when she has some alcohol, same as that night. Off course, me and the friend would heat the debate up. I told him how I came in her mouth last night, she talked about her recent experience with squirting and the fiend told us how he used to buttfuck his ex-girlfriend putting dildo up her pussy the same time. We all boasted a lot and she said our friend would. When he caresses my hips and kisses my neck, it makes my back arch; Causing my ass to grind up into him. This always lets me feel how hard he is. The more he touches me, the deeper I fall into his trance and the more I need him inside of me. By this time I am dripping wet onto my dress and bed sheets. He suggests I get on top, and of course I do as he says. I sit on top of my lover, splashing him with my eagerness as I get my legs into position. In a slow and steady motion, I lower myself on to.