My wife, much to my shock and amazement, didn't get angry, blow her fuse, or go off on a tangent screaming and yelling. She simply smirked and said, "...Well, as long as I get what I want, and as long as you do what I ask of you, it'll be our little secret. I'm not happy about it, but neither do I want to deal with the fallout and the staring, the scandal or the baggage."I didn't even know how the hell to answer. Everything she was saying and doing went against her behavior in our marriage for. Petersen,’she said in a scolding little girl voice, ‘you know it’s wrong to lie, and you know that I’m wearing while panties with lace trim, don’t you!?!’ ‘Well, uh, maybe I got a glimpse,’ he stumbled, ‘but it was just and accident, I didn’t mean to peek!!!’ ‘There you go, telling more fibs,’ she teased, ‘I saw you peeking you naughty boy!!!’ By now sweat had broken out on his face as the little Lolita did her best to drive him up the wall, and if he had stood up, both girls would have seen. I took his cock into my mouth and started deepthroating him while riding back and forth on his friends cock. Dane soon mentioned that he was nearing to cum. I stopped sucking Nick's cock and climbed off of Dane. I told Dane to stand at the edge of the bed. I sat down in front of him and took his hard cock into my mouth and started sucking him. He soon was moaning and started to shoot his cum into my mouth as I sucked his cock. After he finished cumming I swallowed his cum and then turned around. Her gaze, as always, settled inquisitively on the bold mysterious heights of Bountiful Towers with their rumors of tantalizing rites reserved for the privileged few. Those Towers rose on the skyline of the New City like resonate phallic crescendos of this hidden tower in her embrace, their shadows stretching across the New City and touching the edge of Old Town at the center of the megalopolis. There under a canopy of precious trees the ancient houses and shops of Old-Town lay beneath the hand.