" Mentally or physically?" Both. More of the first though. It hit me. And I said to him, 'I'msorry...'" What did he say?" He smiled and said, 'that...s OK. you're married.'" What? How?" He took my hand and said, 'I just noticed the indentation from yourring. It's fine. Plus, you're drunk. I don't sleep with other guy'swives and I don't want to be something someone regrets in the morning.No matter how beautiful she is.'" Really? For real?" I know," I said. "I wish I wasn't married. That. Liu watched intently as he grew harder. Kait took him in her mouth. Liu closed his eyes and felt the pleasure she was giving him. She caressed his balls as she sucked him hard. “That’s it” he whispered as he opened his eyes to watch her. “Suck it, you little whore!” he ordered her. Kait was more than happy to oblige. He put his hand on the side of her face signaling her to stop. He sat on the bed and kissed her lips hard. He tugged at her shirt “Get this off!” he demanded before he pulled it. Then, she starts sitting over my cock, and she rides it so, so fast and powerfully we could hear the clapping of her butt against my legs. She touches and twists her nipples, while she caresses her pussy, and she keeps looking at me, with that smirk. I’m just, not really involved in anything, she does it all for me. She’s in charge.Then, she finally reaches out to me, to kiss me passionately. It doesn’t last very long, as she does a reversed cowgirl, and repeats the pattern. She touches. “One knee on the pebbles,” he said. “I don’t usually take this kind of photograph. But it’s for charity.” The dress blew up around my ears. My legs. Did I mention my legs? Sometimes I think my legs have a life of their own. Sometimes I eat a lot of cake to see if they’ll notice me. It doesn’t work. My legs go on doing their own beautifully defined thing. I beat the dress down with my hands. “I like your shoes,” he admired. “You like my shoes?” I asked, bewildered. “That’s it? My shoes?” I tell.