Jeg vidste ikke hvad jeg skulle stille op med denne information. Jeg prøvede at komme på noget at sige. "Jeg kan altså godt tage hjem!" Sagde jeg f...r at prøve at hjælpe."Endelig ikke Morten!" Sagde hun. Jeg var først nu meget forvirret. Jeg havde ingen ide om hvor hun ville hen med alt det her."Jeg kan forstå at du savner Kim, og det er jeg ked af at hører!" Sagde jeg. Det virkede underligt at tale om hendes kærlighedsliv, men der var ikke meget jeg kunne gøre lige nu. Jeg ville om noget ikke. And what girl would jog in such an outfit. I knew it would get lots of stares if I was outside.Danielle explained to me that we would go for a nice drive into the city where she would let me out at an appropriate spot where I would begin my jog. She told me that she had measured the route to be one mile each way. She would be close by so that she would have contact with the collar at all times and not to get any ideas. Where we pulled up in the city was one of the busier areas. It had a. When I got home she was wearing a silk robe, she led me into the bed room, the lights were off, she dropped the robe and said she had been feeling horny all day and that and she was soaking wet, yeh I bet you are, I thought! I got in bed and went to start sucking her big tits but she just pushed my head down between her legs - now I have never even thought of going down on anyone after they had been fucked by someone else let alone my wife. I licked around her fleshy lips and clit she was clean. I knew that ordinarily in these cases the husband would be hearing the sound of his wife’s soft moans by now. Her lover would be kissing her; touching her; arousing her, preparing her for fucking. I had once read a story of a ‘Bull’ making the cuckold sit on a chair outside the bedroom while he fucked his wife. I remember well his description of the sounds coming from the wall behind him. The moans growing louder and louder and then the loud shout as her lover penetrated her. He could hear the.