It was mostunusually shaped and it looked like it contained thick whitesmoke. As I put it down again, I accidentally touched the corkever so slightly....There was a loud 'pop' and it fell off, and thesmoke started to pour out of the bottle at amazing speed. I tooka step back, fearing the smoke might be poisonous.The smoke just kept pouring out. It was simply too much smoke forsuch a small bottle and the most intriguing thing about it wasthat it wasn't touched by the wind. It was piling up in. My fingers were playing with his nipple and chest hair. “I’m doing okay…I kind of miss being the ‘queen bee’ around here, but I’m doing okay.”“Queen bee? What do you mean?”“C’mon Jim, you know that for virtually our entire marriage, you’ve been calling all the shots, at least sexually. You tell me what to wear, what to do, who to fuck…you expose me to whomever you want…and, you get to gauge their reaction to your wife’s naughty behavior, and, you get to watch my reaction to their response…but. Nichole described in every detail what I was doing, all the while looking intently into her phone screen, holding it inches from her face. She told her husband how I was playing with her clit and how good it felt when I slid a finger easily into her. She told him the pleasure she got when I pushed in a second finger and screamed a little when I moved down to lick her clit as well. Eventually her descriptive powers waned and she just whimpered, with the occasional "yeess" or "mmmhhmmm" thrown. She and Chris were tongue-kissing deeply and Ginny leaned in, sharing a threeway kiss and saying ‘My brother knows how to make a pussy purr. Trained him well, didn’t I?’ ‘You trained him?’ Christina asked. Ginny nodded. ‘He was such a quiet, nice guy, figured I’d seduce his ass and teach him how to fuck a girl and he’d gain confidence. It sure as hell worked, but who knew I wouldn’t want to give him up?’ ‘Don’t blame you!’ Sharon groaned as Warren’s cock hit one of her spots. ‘Any chance he can.