I’d half-expected that question, so I was ready for it. And I had an answer which I hoped would at least ratchet down his anger just a bit.“No, of... course not,” I replied evenly. “Do you think I would be alive if that were the case?”He actually cracked a partial smile for a split second, but then the angry scowl returned.“I think you and Tasha should keep your plans so Matushka and I can deal with this.”“Could you and I go to your study, please?” I asked.“My study? Why?”“To talk. Man to man, as. There goes the possibility of screaming forhelp...We soon found ourselves outside the bar in the dim ally, with no witnessesor noise in the area. It wasn't looking good."Re-Rebecca..." I stammered, trying to think of a way to appease theinsulted redhead who apparently weilded mystic powers."Shut up!" She wasn't going to hear any apologies... "You love whores somuch? I think you should rethink that! It's a dirty and degradingprofession that destroys lives and demeans my gender!" She looked. My wife lifts her head up off the pussy to give me passionate embrace while moaning from the pussy licking this other woman is giving her. My wife then grabs my head and pushes me in the direction of the stranger’s pussy. I slide my tongue along her slit stopping only to give her engorged clit a little flick with my tongue. I am surprised I haven’t blown all over the place because I am in that much of a euphoric state. I could only hope I could hold it off long enough to ensure I could fuck. He pulled the lawnmower out of the garage and tied a piece of rope around the handle so that he could get it started. When he was about to yank the starter cord, the man who lived next door wandered over and said, “Hello, Mike.”Dropping the starter cord, Mike said, “Hello, Bob.”“It sure is nice to have a neighbor who takes care of the yard for a change,” Bob said gesturing to the lawnmower.“Well, it’s still mostly weeds. I figure when we move in here, we’ll kill off the weeds with some weed.