If you fancy her, go ahead.”She sat on the settee, her blouse flapping unbuttoned while my husband fucked his erection between Emma’s pursed lips....It was so sexy seeing them together that I lifted the hem of my dress and yanked my knickers to one side, fingering my juicy slot while I stared, entranced.I had to admit that Emma had it going for her: honey blonde hair, pretty face, big round tits. She wasn’t the slimmest of women, being two and a bit decades past her twentieth birthday. She was no. Money is bulky."I had to wait a long time until he said, "I'll take it for you but we can't let anybody else see what we're loading." Thanks, Tom. I want to say again that I sold no drugs or stolen property to get that money. What I did to get the money, you would probably do the same."The girls drove the cars near the hangar. I moved the truck near the hatch for the luggage. Tom and I threw a lot of large heavy suitcases into the plane. When we finished, Tom was sweating. "Was that all," and. Of course we wrote but even then we knew you had to be pretty discrete in letters that passed through the postal service. And in those days people really made few if any long distance calls. So everything was going to be new when I came for the holidays. I did well enough at college, and from the experience gained in our desert home, I may have broken a few hearts. I know I fucked enough to ruin an A average. When I arrived home in mid-December Sarah and Mom were waiting for me but there was. There’s got to be a way for me to get out of this before things get worse. I never realized how much power I would feel just by pissing in his mouth. It was the greatest feeling in the world. Then I had a thought, if I felt this good just by pissing in his mouth, I can only imagine how good it would feel to take a shit in his mouth. Of course he would have to eat every drop of it. I wasn’t going to clean up a mess. I had to go run some errands and he was going to have to stay where he was..