.. HE comes here... it's so embarrassing to..." Shefinished for him, "To have to be dressed like the pansy cuckold that youare? Honestly, Harold, yo... should be used to it by now. It's been ayear since I had to start making you pretty to help you understand yourplace in our marriage. And it's been six months since HE -- and youshould show more respect by calling him Drake -- started giving me thegood sex that you could never provide."Lela continued to lock eyes with him. Slowly he lowered. The room they had both been in was after all quite roomy. She nodded to him as he told her where the bathroom was located and glanced up at him. She shifted on her feet and fidgeted. “Wouldn’t…” she paused, slightly uncomfortable. “Would you like to join me?” she asked softly. Just as he had led her without his question answered, she took his hand and led him down the hallway to the bathroom. Once inside she appraised the large bathroom with wide eyes. There was a shower in the corner,. She felt awesomely powerless as they turned her over and made their wet lapping way down to her arse. All she could do was surrender to the two wet tongue tips moving up and down her arse crack. One of them kept circling her anus while the other lapped at the bottom of her inner lips, tantalizing her. Helen felt as though a great tsunami of excitement was building up in her thighs. She didn’t know which excited her more, those flickering tongues or the fact that she was being watched. She. I felt ashamed and covered my mound with a hand, but my lover said that I should show my nude body for him…Then he approached and started gently to caress my boobs with his hands; he leaned down and sucked on my hard dark nipples. His touch was so sensuous. When he stood up, I unbuttoned his shirt and he let it fall to the floor. The sight of his dark body and muscular chest, made me feel some wetness between my legs.Jerome ordered me to get down on my knees. He knew what I wanted to be: a.