He's grabbing her ass. She pushes him back and slowly kisses down his abs to his cock. She gives me a glance and smirks after looking at my shorts bec...oming wet with pre-cum. Still stroking him off, she angles herself towards me with an inviting look. “Get over here.” Never be told twice. She guides me between his legs and, with the look on his face and the look of his rock cock, he knows what's about to happen, as do I. I grab his cock - mistake two. SMACK on the ass. “I didn't tell you to do. She was not in the kitchen also.I was surprised I noticed a dim light coming from our guest room. I moved closer to the room and overheard some low sounds coming from the room. I gently opened the door and saw that my wife and her friend (with whom I had sex) were on the bed in the guest room. A soft porn movie was playing on the video and both the women were fingering each other. My wife was sucking her friend’s breast while fingering her. I was shocked to see this and at the same time, the. ‘What up, girl?’ Jesus, I’m in hell. Can’t she tell that I need help? I imagine myself foolishly splayed across the bed, the ridiculousness of it meriting her attention. ‘Leslie,’ I try to interrupt, ‘Find my cell phone. In it is the number for Ball State Information. Call that number and ask for the number of Ball Memorial.’ I hear a low chuckle which is the predecessor of a larger and inappropriate amount of laughter. She’s not even fucking listening! I’ll never get out of this blue and white. She grew up attending the same church that the McNeils did. He had been sleeping with her for the past two years and even made a contribution to her boob job fund in the amount $400. She was five-feet-nine-inches tall with caramel skin and a juicy, round ass. Her micro braids were lengthy and came down to her butt. “Thanks, Tiara,” he said when she returned with a glass.“How’s it going,” she inquired.“Pretty good. Played a round of golf today.”“Wonderful! How you do?”“Not bad. We just like to.