Grace: “it’s nothing to worry about – she’s just my Sex Ther(a)pist at a conference in Copenhagen – we should be on the big screen – so do...’t say anything rude”.The boy tried to kiss Grace, but she just pushed him lower to her bare midriff: “suck it good and I may let you play with my tits, Tomasz. Is that Polish – I’ve heard Poles make fantastic lovers – say something hot”.Tomasz: “Chcę ssać twoje dno”Thinking this probably had something to do with her bottom and his tongue, Grace sprinted off. The guy next to me said "Damn man, your wife is hot and slutty as hell. I wish my wife would do this." I looked at Tammy. She was still smiling and seemed to be enjoying all this. "Drop them in! Drop them in!" The room started to chant. Carl smiled and let go. Both my wifes rings plunged into the glass of cum. My stomach wrenched. Another guys cum! On her fucking engagement ring and wedding band! The guys in the room yelled. She raised the glass, said "Thanks Marcus!" and drank it. She let the. Ear protectors were also an addition to the props. Janey could not see me as I placed them on her head, she took a further gasp as they closed around her ears, two senses gone. I looked down beneath me, Janey had all but been removed from the performance, in her place was a half-naked little doll with a smiling face and rose red cheeks. A toy for me to play with, my own little fucktoy.She could neither see me nor hear me as I approached her, I held her head steady as I ran the tip of my cock. Sure is strange when I come to think of it. We talked about other people but never about us.We talked less and less as time went on and eventually just stopped talking all together. By the time I was a junior in high school our relationship or lack of just stopped. That's when I met my first wife and we started dating. Jenny was by then that little girl I used to know. Sad how that happens. We just seem to go our separate ways. Life sure is fickle.After I married my first wife and went into the.