Things were every more steamy between us now and was too good then before we used to share our day things and night we used to talk all about what we ...id, new topics always came up.One day I got a call from her in d evening and I answered her call and she was just crying and crying. I was very worried I just told her to tell me what happened, but she didn’t and cut the call. I tried a couple of times calling her messaged her also but she didn’t answer, after sometime she messaged and said she. I could see them erupting on her inner thigh beyond her little red skirt. Her head drifted over to the side and started to rub on my shoulder. Her body was beginning to activate in a new way. I thought maybe she was starting to feel the molly in the way she was supposed to feel it. It’s supposed to just make you happy and intensify the pleasure you get from physical contact. “Who is in this room with you, Lydia?” One of her hands came to trail its fingers on her cleavage. “My sister, Emma. My. I called out to him and thanked him for fucking my wife. He responded with a big smile and commented any time mate. My wife giggling to herself. The wife starts sucking my cock again and after a while a guy who we have seen before and has fucked the wife numerous times before came into the room with a lady friend. I offer my wife’s pussy to him which he was quite keen for. The wife loves him fucking her fucks fast and hard usually with her on her hands and knees. He drops his pants and his. She went away for a moment to 'clean up' and then we talked for a while longer. I needed to get to sleep. She was an hour earlier than me now. Usually we were two hours different. In the next day or two we would be in the same time zone. I slept. On the road early, I had the sun at my back. It was slowly spreading over the countryside. I never sleep well in a strange bed. I was driving down the road with hot coffee as the sun completed its rise. It took a while to get over the mountains as I.