"So, I'm trying to figure out why you aren't taking what I'm offering," she said. Her tongue barely snuck out to wet her lips, and she waited. My mind...couldn't formulate an answer. There were too many variables, too many risks, and far too many naughty thoughts in my head. My hands knew what to do. One slid onto her hip and the other slid up her arm to her neck, caught her hair, and pulled her into a kiss. She moaned her approval, and my tongue leapt forward to taste her desire. She opened. In fact, Joe was now sure that to be fair he was well within his rights to teach Lydia a lesson for humiliating Gina in such a manner it really was unfair of her. The more he thought about it the easier it seemed to reach the decision to punish Lydia once and for all.One Saturday morning, Gina was unexpectedly called into the office to deal with a particularly difficult client. As Joe watched her pack her briefcase with paperwork he became aware of Lydia out of the corner of his eye. He turned. ”“It...Meaning, when you were k**napped?”“Yeah!”“It’s okay. Let’s process it. Tell me.”“Uh,” Alia began. “I still don’t know what made them target me. I was just playing soccer in the neighborhood and went to walk home. They asked where I was going an I told them home. They said they’d take me. I don’t know why I got in that car. The next thing I knew was they had me drinking some Kool-aid and I got dizzy. When I came to, I was strapped to a bed. I couldn’t talk or move, but I could hear them. Gracie grabbed his hands and had him stand up. She undid his shorts and dropped them to the kitchen floor along with his underwear. His boner stood out in front of him. Gracie ran her hand along the shaft of his cock while she gave him a deep passionate kiss.She guided Jake to sit back in the chair. My wife got down on her knees and kissed his thighs while looking up at his face. She then went in for the kill.Watching on my phone, I got a complete zoomed in profile view of my wife shoving his.