She started playing with my hair.I slowly started kissing her in the neck. I slowly removed the top cover part of her gown. Her lips turned red, and w...e started kissing. She slowly started to move her thighs on my lap.I fondled her boobs. It was juicy and big. I took hold of her and placed her on the couch. Her eyes were shining, and her face had a devious smile. I slowly removed my shirt. She started kissing my body.She removed her nightgown to show her beautiful boobs, which were heavenly. It. I was in disbelief based on her emojis that she sent back to him.But so was I looking at his size. But what bothered me the most was that my wife looked at someone else’s dick other than mine, which was an average of 5 inches.Then there was another pit in my stomach to what I saw next. Anu sent him a picture of her boobs. Luckily, she didn’t capture her face, which could’ve been used to ruin her reputation and career.Now I was reading into the past month’s chats. I saw that Anuskha and her boss. Cat needed a reminder to pace herself.... “Seventy-three minutes.” She sighed, riding in the back of the taxi en route to the restaurant Gunter had recommended.“Better you than me.”“It still sucks. Thanks, Master. Although you could have told me that they would mess up my plans.”“If it were you in the audience, how would you have reacted?”“Jerk.” ‘Quit being right.’“Who are we meeting tonight?”“Ana Brokke.” Seeing my lack of recognition, “She is the Norge Ambassador to the UF”“I remember. It wasn’t very often foggy in Middlesbrough, but there were mornings when you could smell the refineries and chemical works on the damp air.The rest of February and March was also miserable weather-wise. Not everything was awful – Brotherhood of Man won the Eurovision Song Contest with the sickly but very jolly “Save all your kisses for me” which was amusing the first couple of times – but there weren’t many bright spots. There were some, even if I was effectively wishing my life away by.