I know Harry, the governor at the 'Bell'. According to him Terry's in there two or three times a week, always with some tart or other. The silly basta...d does little to cover his tracks; he's so arrogant that he believes that his shit doesn't smell. I wouldn't be surprised if Harry doesn't have them snogging on CCTV tape." Jacky always did have a way with words, usually coarse. I nodded.The reason I was asking was not to gather evidence for Diane. In the UK, under a government that relegated the. “Take a seat Ruby” I said pointing to the sofa and putting her bag down, “Can I get you a drink?, tea or coffee or even a beer?” I suggested and finally I got her to smile, “Rachel told me you make your own juice, do you have any?” she asked which was music to my ears as if my juice doesn’t cheer her up then nothing will.“Sure thing Ruby, no problem” I said as I went out to the kitchen and poured her a big pint glass and on returning handed it to her, “Here you go girl, get this down ya” I said. Without saying a word she lifted her dress slightly and abruptly straddled his legs and sat down on his hips. She leaned in and kissed him deeply. The black man pushed one side of her dress to the side of her breast and started sucking a nipple. Ana moaned and started grinding her hips back and forth. The room was crowded and all eyes were on her. My wife continued to rub the back of his head and pull him into her breast. I could see that she was truly turned on as her breathing did get heavy. I called out pretending I had just woken up and asked her where she had been. She replied that she had spent the night talking with Bee.I went into the bathroom and she looked at me guiltily, standing in her torn dress, cum dried on her face and hair. I pretended to be groggy and not to notice and just pulled her to bed mumbling that she owed me a gift for our anniversary. She quietly came into bed and lay down. My cock was raging hard once again, after what I saw in the van and the lobby.She.