I walk to take a look. Gretchen has just had her nipples pierced, he says. Come Gretsch show the man your nipples. She obliges without any embarrassme...t. Do you like. Wow, do I like, her tits were hugh and the nipple rings even better. Do ahead touch them, I can see you want to. I oblige and give them a nice hard squeeze; her nipples are so soft. I can feel a hard-on coming. How are they. Wont your hubby kill me. No don’t be stupid, he loves it when strange me touch my tits. Wait until you see. I moved my hands to his back, scratching him harder, and he growled, starting to thrust into me harder and faster, making my breasts bounce and my breath catch. I moaned his name, telling him to fuck me harder. My breathing hitched. I moaned his name, telling him to fuck me harder. This made him lose his mind. He flipped us over. Me on my back and him on top of me. He grabbed my legs, bending them at the knees, raising them up. This brought him even deeper into me, and I cried out, arching my. Although his physiological need was sated, the mental desire was still strong.Mick was aware that he was starting to develop a problem. The trouble was that he genuinely loved his wife and family. His work was starting to suffer, strain was starting to show in his marriage and colleagues were beginning to whisper. He just could not get her out of his mind.Mick sat in his car, waiting for the glow plugs to warm the cylinder before starting. He thought of the conversation just gone. His wife,. "She is going to see me."I was right. She stopped and looked my way. She was straining to see because the room was still very dark, but she definitely saw me laying there. "Sam," she said in a very low voice."Yes, Wendy, it's me," I answered."What are you doing still up this late?" she asked inquisitively. "Oh, I just dozed off," I answered. "I was watching TV."Just then I noticed that she wasn't looking directly at me. She was looking just passed me at something. I turned to see what she was.