"Nothing planned; what are you doing?" Sky and I are going to a party tonight." I suppose you want some booze?"Kylee grinned, "She didn't ask you yet?... No." She will. I think she's afraid you want more pictures." That would be nice, but I already have some."Kylee smiled at me, "You haven't asked her for a blow job yet."I laughed, "Fat chance of that ever happening." You'd like it, though, wouldn't you?" What guy wouldn't?"Kylee grinned at me, "What about me?"I looked at her, "I'd love to take. .. Fuck your ass ... Slut ... Ugh! Fuck your cock ... You whore ... Wendy ... Ugh!"It might have been kind of funny, except those were my panties he was licking and that was my name he was saying. It was disgusting and I felt kinda sick to my stomach. It was just a game before, when I didn't have to see it. Knowing what he did behind locked doors and watching him do it were two different things and I guess I kinda lost it."You pig!" I screamed and Mike froze, like just stopped completely,. The American directed the steed to a stable walking distance from the ports. She watched him dismount and guide the horse and her to a groom. He handed payment to the lad and turned to face her. ‘Would you like some assistance?’ He almost sounded sarcastic to spite her from her snipping at him about touching her earlier. With a smug look, she answered, ‘Yes, some assistance would be appreciated.’ She cared for him much better while he acted civilized, she reflected. He took her hands in his to. I had a problem though, I knew what I needed John to do and that meant I had to call him pronto. My wife was now acting a little nervous, not wanting to sound to slutty I guess, I gotta laugh at that. But she wanted me to call John, you know to “talk” perfect. She had Johns number in her phone from when her sister had called her using his cell. I got John, with me being married to his wife’s sister he obviously couldn’t trust me but at least he did hear me out. I told him that he had to refuse.