"He ignored her protests as he wrapped her gently in his strong arms lifting her up with practiced ease and kissing her telling her. "Yes I do. Now co...e here."She giggled and kissed him back saying. "Put me down ya brute. I'm going to take a shower."He still held her up to him telling her. "Nope ... Dinner is ready now and it will be cold by the time you're done with your shower. Besides, I'm hungry too. We're eating now."With her shoulders slumped, tilting her head, and giving her best pretend. Now get back up on your hands and knees. I'm ready to fuck you again."It was just after four o'clock when I finally left there. I can't even begin to guess how many times I was fucked and how many times I sucked their cocks. I'm totally exhausted but I'm certainly sated. I wrote my full name out for Bob and asked him to send me a copy of the movie they just made in care of Mr. Porter. He promised and after telling them I'm looking forward to the next time they come to town I said goodbye to the. I rushed in and found her on the floor. She was trying to take her clothes off in bed and had fallen. She succeeded with the top but her skirt is still on. I helped her up and while picking her up I manage to grab her boobs "accidentally" and she did not even say anything. Then when I got her up I pulled her skirt down and all I want to do was ripped that panty off. I started by rubbing her pussy and her ass. Then I decided to pull my dick and stuck it between her legs. Jamming it back and. They strippers really took an interest in my wife?s attention. They seemed to pay her more attention than other patrons. They would lean in real close to her and dangle their tits in her face. My wife was loving it! I might add that the other men in the club seemed to like watching the dancers being flirty with my wife. She would occasionally come back to sit at my table, but as she drank that became less frequent an occurrence. There were times, I thought that she must be so drunk, she forgets.