Now, may I continue my story or would you prefer I leave you to wonder what happened between Gepetto and the Blue Fairy?" I am sorry." She sighed, aft...er a short pause. "You know how I worry that you will find someone prettier then I to be your plaything." I assure you, that will never happen, Jenny, so banish that thought from your head."He paused, as if to collect his thoughts, noting how her nipples dented the material of her shift, and how her tits heaved with every breath as he continued to. ” “…or Henry XVI?” I remembered this one. “The only answer that makes sense to me is Henry VIII twice.” “Very good Sprinkles.” He showed me the pad. “We have five points.” “Don’t start with me.” “Me, don’t start!? Who was…” “Okay.” “No, who was it-” “Okay, okay, okay.” He slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me close the way he knows I like. “Were you serious about that? I always thought you liked my voice.” He switched into it. I have to admit it does turn me on when he talks that way, but. There were two wet spots on the front of my panties. My thighs had sperm running down the to almost my knees. I looked at myself in the mirror and i felt so turned on. I slipped of my panties and used then to wipe the sperm of both thighs.I had a quick wash and then slipped on my clean nightie and went back to bed. I refused to masturbate even though my body wanted to climax.Next day John acted normal and i knew it was not his fault and decided to just ignore what was happening as it was not. I squeezed my dick once and electricity ran through me. It's always like this. Something about knowing another man is taking my pussy, and how sexy my wife looks giving herself to him, and how he will look at me when I see him...just makes my body come alive! Every time I heard a car driving down my street my heart raced and my excitement flared only to be disappointed when the car didn't stop. I looked at the clock, 2:30 am. At last I heard the sound of a car stopping outside the house.