I want to mix it up but am too tired and too unimaginative to do anything about it. So here I sit, resigned to do the same old thing for one more nigh.... It’s about 8:00 when a movie starts. It’s Mr. & Mrs. Smith. We’d seen bits and pieces of it before but have never really watched it from start to finish. Twenty minutes into it I’m thinking, hey this is pretty good. Jolie looks really hot. I glance over at the wife and I can tell the eye candy named Brad is just as pleasing to her. In the. “Something about an end of line cause with our family and the Longbottoms.” Lily and James got a weird look on their face. Then James erupted into laughter. When he finished Harry told them that he had a meeting to attend so he had to leave. He took out his wand shrunk them and then put them in lily’s trunk. Then he went to the Library in the vault and took out several books he would be needing. When they were leaving Harry once again was stopped by Griphook. He handed Harry a box and said that. I put my arms around his neck.His hands settled on my hips, holding me steady. He positioned his engorged cock at my sopping entrance, the outer folds of my pussy sheathed his tip, already hinting at the wetness and warmth that lay within. His lips found mine and I opened my mouth to receive his thick tongue, a prelude to what I knew would be a much deeper invasion below.He waited, his huge erection poised, while he took his time tasting my lipstick, inhaling my minty breath, smelling the roses. I lay on my back, put my arm over my face and just cried.I said things that hurt my husband and he was made to sit and listen to it all. He was made to watch his whore of a wife. I had promised to love honor and cherish him, but what did I do? I belittled him, I made fun of him; he had never done anything to hurt me in any way over the years, yet I said all those things about him. I cried and cried and fell back to sleep. I woke up feeling my nipples being kissed. I felt fingers working my.