It was all wet. and by that time she had taken my dick in her hand.. she was giving massage to it. then i put one fingure in her pussy and then i tast... her wet pussy.. then we went to her bedroom. she was lying on the bed. the i came to her and i opened her legs and started licking her pussies it was already wet the taste was so salty. i loved it vewry much. then she suddenly put the hands on my head and said she is abt to come. then i licked her pussy so speedly and she came and i drink all of. Haha. What are those two things Jake.Well Krissell I am trying to find a woman to marry and I am trying to find a Mistress for my wife and me.Why you want a Mistress if you do not even have a wife? I understand if a wife is no good then you get a mistress but you don't have a wife yet. And why do you say for 'your wife and you?' Why you not just say 'for you?'Krissell, those are good questions. I want two women not just one. It is the way I am. And I want them in bed with me at the same time.. Still no Pam. I decided to check the adjoining bathroom. My search for my wife ended there. Pam was sitting slumped forward on the toilet with her panties pulled down to mid-calf. Her hands were touching the floor on each side of her stocking clad legs. Her head was turned to the left and I could see her blue eyes staring lifelessly across the room. I touched her face; it was stone cold. What was I going to do? I should call 911 but there was no hurry! I couldn't save her life and neither could. ”“Eh?”“Wilde wrote: ‘The ancient historians gave us delightful fiction in the form of fact; the modern novelist presents us with dull facts under the guise of fiction.’”“But you don’t mean to say that you seriously believe that Life imitates Art, that Life in fact is the mirror, and Art the reality?” asked Schnitzler.“Just so.”My sausages arrived. “And where’s the horseradish, idiot?”“Sorry, your highness.”I swallowed my beer while the scribblers quibbled. I thought as I ate. “So, Salten. What.