”“No you can't would you like to spend the night?” I asked her.She put her head on my shoulder, and nodded. I helped her up the stairs and laid ...her on the bed. “You don't want to spend the night in the jeans do you?”She answered by rolling her her side to side. I undid the button and zipper, she had to lift her hips so I could properly remove the jeans. When she did the wonderful aroma of her moistening pussy wafted towards my nose. I finished taking off her jeans, she was wearing a pair of. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that there were affair sites. She joined the website and was quite shocked with all the unhappy married people out in the world. She made a profile and. One man pushed my shirt up a mere two inches and laid a flat piece of metal against my stomach, clearly the sound and feel of a switchblade knife."Do you know what this is?" A different voice; there were three of them.I nodded. The savage said nothing further, aware that his silence was more frightening than any threat that he might make about that knife. I could tell that I was not their first gang rape. Two hands pulled my sweat pants down roughly. When they were at my ankles, he pulled off. ” I managed to blurt out. It was a bold request. I knew she loved me and she won’t hit me. And at the most she’ll chide me. I was feeling feverish and kissed her naked shoulder a couple of times. For moment she kept silent. When there was no reaction I boldly cupped her right breast with my left hand and said in a whisper: “eamma.” She lifted her right hand and caressed my head. When I tried to unhook her front opening bra she asked me to lie down. I fell back on the bed. She lay down.