“You look amazing, Alice,” he told me in a voice I believed. “Oops! Don’t forget this!”Pete handed me my increasingly heavy Pandora bracelet...before carefully inspecting his soon-to-be-unfaithful wife.“Perfect,” he whispered as if genuinely awestruck by my appearance. “Just perfect.”The honesty in his voice gave my confidence one last, powerful boost.“You’re looking pretty good yourself,” I replied.I have to say, my soon-to-be cuckolded husband did look great in his usual dark trousers and. I had planned on not having sex today. But here I was in Amy's room, in her bed, naked, puffing and wheezing, getting laid (again!). Amy had said I didn't need to do her. Why, then, was my face so wet, my cheeks so shiny with her juices? In the last week, I had gone down on about ten different women. I wasn't tired of doing it, quite the opposite. I like the sweet taste some women have when they are about to pop. Don't get me wrong, I like the funky pussy taste, too, but I only get to taste the. The Tarifeld Commander was standing speechless, with his mouth open and eyes staring in shock, as he looked on at all the destruction being caused by Rayne alone on the battlefield with-in the enemy camp.Men were dying and screaming in leaps and bounds.Everyone from both armies could not believe that one lone mage could cast spells that fast. She should be taking longer to cast between the larger spells. The casting time appeared to be short.Way, way too short.And it was causing problems. As a fitting response my mother lowered her hand and took hold of my friend’s cock, under his dhothi. My friend gave out a moan of pleasure.Then my mother lied on the cot spreading her legs, with her open pussy inviting my friend’s cock for action. As my friend was getting rid of his dress I left the room. My instruction to my mother was to engage my friend till 2.15pm, as I knew his mother would come by that time.As promised my friend arrived at 2pm and I received her at the drawing room.