Having endured theextensive pointers as to how Angela's behaviour was unacceptable attimes, Anthony decided that he had perhaps given his wife enough ...acetime and had retreated to the local pub to meet up with Bernard.It was really strange meeting with a second person called Bernard in thespace of a week, but he'd known this Bernard since he was a kid. Hisfriend was quite normal, being more of a typical welsh lad and smiled ashe entered the bar. Claire had been working on some of Bernard's. Al, I'm sure you remember." Nice to meet you both," Melanie said, shaking hands with the men."You must be someone special," Josh joked. "Brock wouldn't let the others anywhere near us." Melanie is an attorney," Brock said. "I figured that one of you would probably need her services in the near future, you know, once your wives figure out just exactly what type of guys you really are."Josh and Al gave a chuckle."Tara, the one in Chicago, is a television newscaster," Melanie chimed in. "She will. He pulled his finger out and let her taste His finger too. Then he slid two fingers inside her. "Maybe I'll tie you up at the club," he said.She opened her eyes, breathing heavily and moaning, she looked at him hungrily. "Then I'll bring women over to tease you, and let them taste you while you suck my cock and get me hard and ready for your wet pussy." he continued."Oh my god, Matt, I'm so close," she screamed. But he pulled his fingers out of her and pulled off his boxer briefs quickly,. ..That might have been my last big gag, honestly I don't remember. We gotlost in each other at this moment, becoming sexual creatures making somekind of strange love to each other. I know that for a while both of hishands were on my hand and he was fucking my throat slowly in and out,long strokes...my eyes were tearing up under the blindfold, tearing upfrom a strange feminine joy of being taken and giving myself and fromhis deep thickness keeping my throat open.I also know that for some time,.