Now." I can't do that, sweetie," my wife said."Why not?" Because I don't want him to leave."Carlos chucked at that. "She don't want me to leave, you h...ear that sweetie?" Well I'm telling you. Get out. Get out now, you son of a bitch!" I shrieked. I was practically hysterical."Just shut the fuck up," the black man said, sounding almost bored. "You're ruining my good mood.I started towards the man in my chair, dressed in my robe, who'd just had his cock in my wife.Kelli laid a hand on my arm.. Oh yes, I can feel your tongue on my clit. Mmm. That feels nice. Does my mouth feel nice on your cock?” I'd put some baby oil on my hand and was stroking my eight inch hard on.Welshwriter --- “Oh yes it feels wonderful.”Blue Lace --- “Can you feel me playing with your balls?”I moved my free hand and began to do what she was thinking about.Welshwriter --- “Yes, it feels great. Can you feel my fingers in your cunt and my tongue on your clit?”Blue Lace --- “Ohhh yes, yes. Finger me. Her expression was priceless. It went from surprise to wonderment as to what was the extent of my relationship with Rick might be.Typically I ignore a past conquest when our paths cross. I rarely go back for a second meal. However, in Rick’s case, I had him two times before. This time I found myself blindsided. Normally I think and react quickly and effectively, but I will admit that I was distracted thinking about the last times with him, and his cock. I faked being offended, “Hey! Don’t be. Yes, you are, he stated matter-of-factly as he caught me by the wrist. And I have proof. You can say what youd like to, Malcolm, but you cant prove anything, I spat, wrenching my arm from his grip. I wouldnt be so sure about that, He taunted me, withdrawing a small mp3 player from his pocket, once again drawing my attention to the rock hard lump in his pants. He extended an earbud to me and I hesitantly placed it in my ear. I heard the last few moments of the orgasm I had inadvertently shared.