I will have dinner done in 20. You just relax.” “Aw, thank you. I do need it. You got everything handled in here? It smells wonderful.” �...I got it, don’t you worry.” Jolene smiled and went to the living room and plopped on the couch. Ok, so something I never mentioned, I had a huge dark skin fetish. Indian women, South American, South Asian, South Pacific. I loved that sexy deep brown. Just a shade below milk chocolate. It is the yummiest skin. In fact, I thought Asian teens who did. After listening for a little bit (reading the remarks), I started typing. I was "talking" about my home situation.Some woman answered my reply and asked me if I wanted to talk about it? She said we could go to a side room. That's where only the two of us can write to each other. I typed in yes and went to the side chat room.She told me her age which was just a few years younger than me and that she was in an unhappy marriage. I was feeling sorry for her. I couldn't help it. My marriage was in. Her hips pushed frantically against his fingers wanting them deeper. “Oh Brad, please fuck me,” she whimpered as he fingered her.Her eagerness fueled his alpha and his need to have her. He quickly removed his fingers from her now dripping pussy and drove her to her knees. He bent her over and mounted her from behind and rammed his hard cock in her tight pussy. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, making her back arch fully so he could sink his cock deep inside of her.“Oh yessss,” she. That was the moment we’d been heading to but now it had been said aloud and by my wife, no less. I looked up her and she smiled. “Go show Shannon how you make me feel, sweetie.” Shannon and Lanae shared a look and Shannon stood up while Lanae came over and helped remove her panties. Shannon sat back down and Lanae pulled me over. Lanae and I spread Shannon’s legs wide. I looked at Shannon, then Lanae. “Make me proud,” she said. Just then, I noticed Cathy and Robert had stopped and were.