” What? Thinking to myself, no, please let me wrap them around your cock along with my mouth. I really want to prove to him that I can be trained h...wever so I do as I am told. Arms behind me, cock staring me in the face, mouth practically watering, pussy so soaked I can feel cum leaking out of me. He takes my head in his hands, bringing the head of his cock to my lips and rubbing back and forth across them. My lips part slightly as I look up for approval. A smile, as he starts sliding his cock. I hope my husbands fantasy has been fulfilled and I have all of him back.Rob flew home. He sent me texts and emails relentlessly urging me to join him in The States. I eventually stopped answering them not wanting to give him hope that what we shared was anything more than great sex.Oscar approached me one night as we lay in bed.He said, “Honey, I want you to know how much I regret putting us through what we just went through. You fulfilled my fantasy in spades but at what cost. Our marriage is. " Ilsa said tonelessly, looking at the floor. She shook her head slightly, her brown mane slow dancing against her skin. "I can't believe it. Who could have done it... and why?"Melanie stood up, looked at Ilsa, then traced her hand lightly across her lover's shoulder. Ilsa watched as Melanie began a slow pace across the floor."I can't even imagine who. But Ilsa, we have to start understanding that we are going to be questioned," Melanie said, looking down as she walked. "I mean, people probably. Emma was faintly aware that a small clearing had appeared around them on the dance floor and a few men were actually cheering them on. Jenny took the lead, positioning herself so that she had a leg between Emma’s. As they danced Emma realised she’d done it on purpose, her clit coming directly into contact with Jenny’s thigh every few seconds. The movements quickly become unbearable, and Emma was mentally begging for Jenny to finish her off. They continued in that vein for several more minutes,.