Men love being around a woman like that.I think most men in my shoes would think very poorly of a wife like Wendy, but I never have. I know where her ...eart is. I know why she does what she does. She gives of herself to those in need. Men who get around her need quality sex - pin-up quality, NFL cheerleader quality, movie screen quality, thousand-dollar/night hooker quality, or lady of exceptional breeding quality. She does a great Southern Belle. "Suh, I do believe your impudent hand is resting. I could feel his considerable bulge growing as we gyrated our bodies together, as the dance finished he kissed me straight on the lips then slowly began to kiss me passionately,i was so turned on by now i grabbed him and told him he was coming home with me.I didn't care who saw me leave with him and pretty soon we arrived at my house,which thankfully was in darkness as my hubby was out with friends.We were barely inside when we kissed hard and he took off my blouse and my trousers leaving me. Then I noticed the shear amount of spunk covering her, she’d been used by these men all evening. The leader of the men spoke to his Russian friend “money well spent, what a night, but I’m glad we saved this one for last” he grabbed my ass with his big hand and squeezed hard “mmmmm I think I might marry this one” they all laughed and John said “you cant she’s married too! Amazing how horny married bitches are!” They looked at my hand and saw my wedding ring. The black man picked up my hand and. She asked "So who's the better golfer - you or my husband?"After ten seconds of silence, the Professor responded "Your husband is. I think it's because of his balls."She laughed vibrantly as she tugged on her ear again, laughing responding "The balls help, but it's the shaft that really does the work."Her face was all-aglow as if she was having a good time with a very old friend. Joe noticed that her legs were now slightly spread, offering the Professor a glimpse of her exposed inner thighs..