It was nearly two hours later than normal before she got home. When she got there, she apologized telling me that there was a case coming up tomorrow ...nd she had needed stay in order to finish up some legal papers. “I need to go to Jacqui’s, hon, not too sure how long I’ll be.” Mondays are Jacqui’s normal day off and I knew that this particular Monday evening, she was going to be home, waiting for me to bring her news. “What are you going to tell her?” “That I’m going to stop seeing her, that. I click on that video and watch as two women take turns fucking this guy, and playing with each other too, and as I’m watching I’m imagining myself as one of the women, and Chase as the man, and I reach up and unclasp my bra, and start to play with my already hard nipples. Soon I feel like my pussy is so wet that I can’t believe that its not dripping, and I reach inside my pants and rub my finger along my clit, before burying it into my soaking wet pussy. I’m so wet and turned on that I’m. And I dont want to fasten my eyes close anymore. I am enforced to do so in any case every time that I encounter too much ecstasy and bliss and satisfaction that has me nibble and bite my lower lip gladly and excitedly. Arghhhh! I have been given too much of Stian now. Too much of him! When will he stop? I am starting to get worn-out and dead beat myself. Ragnhild, Stian calls me, his tone of voice calm and malleable-like. I am speedy and immediate to respond, Yes, Stian. His breath whizzes and. He understood. While jacking himself slowly with his right hand he reached over and put his left hand on my wife's breast. The black stranger lovingly squeezed and caressed my wife's exposed tits with great appreciation. He looked down at them as you would a work of art. In the dim light I could see the redness of her nipples made erect by the roughness of his big calloused hand rubbing over them. "You got a beautiful wife, man." The black man suddenly said. "Thanks, I think so." I relied.