)Anyway, I had an experience, which I really enjoyedlast time I was in Amsterdam (I like to travel). I havea friend whose name is Heldga who goes to s...chool herein the U.S. She’s Dutch, however she speaks Englishwell enough to attend college.Well, she’s just a friend and all, but we are close. Nosex, mind you, but there have been various “occasions”that have proven interesting. One of them was at herapartment, when she had meant to flash her boyfriend byraising her. "Oh, honey. The ladies are here for you. Are you ready?" Yes, send them up."She turned away from the hall and re-entered the master bedroom. The conversation below ended and she heard the footsteps of the women as they made their way to her room. They entered, with cases and other items in their hands."Hello, my name's Annabelle. Most people call me Belle; it's nice to meet you." Her hand was extended to the pleasantly plump dark-haired woman who entered first.Her hand was accepted and the. ”“He set it up. That is something that a lot of cuckolds do.”“Cuckolds?”“Cuckolds. You know, husbands whose wives fuck other men.”“I haven’t heard that. I just thought it was a term from the middle ages, like Chaucer or Shakespeare. You are teaching me so much. You cuckolded him with Susan and now with me.” With a mischievous grin, she says, “I bet I know another thing cuckolds like their wives to do.”She kisses down to his abdomen the way she knows he likes and takes his cock in her mouth.. Eric called me about a week ago and... mentioned that you two..."Danika shrugged and opened the door wider."Come on in." She saw Fawn's reluctance. "Don't worry, he's not here. You won't have to get caught in the middle of any nasty fights."Not seeing any polite way to refuse, Fawn followed her sister-in-law into the house."Where is he?" she asked, trying not to betray any quiver of disappointment.Danika pursed her sensual lips, half with scorn, half with sadness. "Who knows? He said he was.