Either way, I was eating Sam's face tastingtongue and rubbing my makeup off on Sam's face while we stumbled intothe bedroom. I started to strip myself...and Sam, but was surprised manytimes over."No, Georgia. Let's go slowly. You first."I undressed for my date while she watched. Slowly unbuttoning my blouseand taking off my camisole, I slid out of my leather mini. Now onlywearing a bra and thong with stockings and heels, Sam stops me again.We switch places while she begins to strip. The tie comes. As I came to out bedroom I could her moans from it so proceeded to walk in to see my wife totaly inpailed both ends by too black guys with huge c@@k's geting spit roasted they where so engroused with her I smiled and let her to enjoy as I culd see she was. as I walked down stairs I met a neighbours 18yr old daughter we got talking and could see nearly all she had I commented on her look and joked about how she was turning me on all of a sudden she reached down and felt my crouch she said o my. I stopped stroking my cock…I wanted this moment to last roughly forever. Or perhaps it was that I wanted this rough moment to last forever…“I want you to know that next time…I am going to walk in and fuck your ass before you can even get your suit off. I’m going to pull down your pants, bend you over the back of that couch and fuck you right there…with all of your clothes on and your pants around your ankles.”That juxtaposition flipped my lid…the image of Nash the CEO with my pants down getting. " "You're a lunatic." Ryan hunched her shoulders. "I'm not! I don't know. It's nice he's concerned. And it's not like he's wrong. I have crappy eating habits." "You have crappy cooking habits," Lara corrected. "You eat just fine if given the chance." Ryan shrugged. "Yeah, I guess I could buy better prepared stuff, like at Trader Joe's. Just a pain to get there." "So, what's the score?" Lara went back to the computer. "Three to two, Caps." "Cool. Brody score?" "No, but Mark did." "Look at you..