Over the years, my protection had been to just be comfortable with her, not expect too much. Now I felt guilty. Maybe I should have pushed harder. I h...dn't known much about her childhood.I didn't get much sleep that night. I cried most of the night. I thought it would get better as time passed, not worse. The next day I slept late, and was a zombie when I woke up. I wandered around the house, trying to find something interesting to do. Finally, I went to talk to Victoria. She was doing some. .. , so experienc'd, so learned in the ways of women, numbers of whom had passed through his hands, doubtless soon perceiv'd this uneasiness, and without approving or liking me the better for it, had the complaisance to indulge me.He made suppers at my lodgings, where he brought several companions of his pleasures, with their mistresses; and by this means I got into a circle of acquaintance that soo strip'd me of all the remains of bashfulness and modesty which might be yet left of my country. ” He looked down at the floor.“Gabrielle?”Al gave the faintest of nods.“How exactly?” I asked. “I mean, surely you didn’t think that it would be like some obscene Cinderella story, where she was looking for the man with the correct colour of cum?”“No, but Eugenie...”“Hang on, the genie was called Eugenie?”He shrugged. “She thought that because Gabrielle was such a goth at the time, that she might go for it. It didn’t exactly work...”I was going to say something like, “I can’t imagine why not,”. My initial reaction / feeling was of slight disappointment but started to get worked up as I watched him finger fuck my wife, his hand inside her panties, Monica slowly jerking him off. He was getting worked up and put his tongue inside Monica's panties and started to lick her out. Well, didn't take Monica long to return the favor as she sucked him off after receiving some good tongue lashing from Gary. He finally removed her panties and fucked her, not lasting too long but enough to give.