She would do anything in the world for him, just to feel him loving herin return. But dream after dream ended badly... until she could take itno more....She awoke and looked at her clock. It was a bit earlier than she wantedit to be, but not by that much. She still felt the emotions from herlast dream slightly lingering within her. Coffee. She must needcoffee. By the time she had slipped out of bed, and slipped into herrobe, even those few lingering emotions were gone. Fortunately.As she. ’ Carol took his hand and together they sort of promenaded sort of skipped down the dirt path toward the woods. She felt light hearted, free. As they turned the first corner, a corner Carol hadn’t turned since the day after that terrible night he had taken her in the rear, she saw something new. Bob had built a wooden swing. It hung gracefully from a long thick branch of an oak tree. Bob looked at the tree. ‘My.’ He said. ‘What do we have here? It looks like a swing.’ He turned around to Carol.. His cock now moved in and out of my wife’s ovaled lips, his balls slapping lewdly on her chin.Annie now joined Cheryl on the couch, in the same position, propped on the back of the couch, her ass in the air, and a black cock now sliding into her wet hole, and the second black cock momentarily being shoved down her throat.Glenn, Annie’s hubby, moved in and slipped his cock into Cheryl’s drooling cunt. They pumped their cocks in and out of the two sluts this way for about five minutes.“Okay,. “Other girls don’t matter, Tasha. You matter. And as odd as this sounds, you matter too much to me for us to do that without a proper commitment.”She sniffed, “I love you very much, Mishka!”“And I love you, and as crazy as it seems, I love you too much to take this step until we are truly ready.”She sighed deeply, “I’ve been ready since I first noticed you when I was fourteen. I knew you were the man for me.”“Are you saying I don’t have a choice in this matter?” I asked, trying to lighten the.