”“Why don’t you tell him that I want to talk to him?”I hear Dwayne mumble, “Oh fuck, he’s going to chew my ass out.”I hand the phone to ...John, and with a sincere, stern voice, he speaks. “What’s this I hear, that you want to spend some time alone with my wife?”With an unsure voice Dwayne replies, “Hey man, I was just asking, we really don’t need to do that.”John laughs and suggests, “Why not man, the mere idea makes my dick hard!”“Ah, oh gawd, are you teasing me John?”“Man that is something I. She gulped down all of it and also cleaned my now limp cock leaving it dry. I cleaned my half washed face and pulled her close to kiss her deeply. “Happy Anniversary Sweet Heart”…which were supposed to be told to her by her hubby was told by me…”What do u want as a gift”“I already have got ur cum down my throat…What else can I ask for”I by then have already pushed her to a nearby wall and was kneading her breast with one hand over her dress, drawing lines on her earlobes from the other and. ”Julie then told me that she was truly pleased to meetsomeone like me. I was just the kind of ‘woman’ shefantasizes about.I sat there not quite knowing what to do and shesuggested that I continue to get dressed. She thenasked if it was okay with me if she watched me. Ianswered yes, knowing only too well that I really hadno choice. I finished with my stockings and then wentto the closet to select a dress. Julie came to the closet and asked if she could pickout a dress for me. I. He’d do well to take five or six, given what was coming. When he emerged, he went to a black control panel mounted between two display cases, and pressed some keys. Not soon after, the room filled with beautiful music. I only needed to hear half a second to know what was coming, and I was well pleased. Violins spun up and after a brief intro I heard the most famous solo from Puccini’s Turandot, as performed by Pavarotti. Perhaps not what I would choose to recover from a headache, but certainly.