I tossed and turned for a couple of hours. I started watching Kelly peacefully sleep with a small smile on her face and it made me want to grab a gun ...and shoot her. So I got up and went downstairs to my study. I must admit I did look at my gun and considered it but that was a weak way to go. What did I really know? Going through the years up to now I came with some definite facts. 1. The baby wasn’t mine as I was sterile. 2. My wife was a cheating bitch. 3. Sandman was my worst enemy and he was. That wasn't something that Tracy wanted to do now that Spring was here. Stuffing her "B" cup was simply out of the question. A girl had done it in junior high school a few years back-she had been caught with tissues in the locker room and afterward she found herself a laughingstock by the entire school.Since the Blouse was thicker than most white shirts, Tracy decided to go a little risqué and took off her bra before putting on the Blouse. The tiny buttons were a bit difficult for Tracy. My wife hopped up and grabbed her bag and left. I sat there having my beer and waiting on her to return. As she did, she was smiling from ear to ear. "What is going on babe" I asked "Oh nothing I freshen up and our waitress was let's say checking me out" Our waitress returned to take our order and all the time she did she was checking my wife out. I was getting turned on and hard watching out waitress fumble around trying to get everything we wanted I think she had to ask like three times what. “simon I need cock”… I disappear into the adjoining room …John will be the first .. he has a delicious cock with a massive ridge where his huge helmet tucks into his substantial and very hard shaft … he surveys you.. looking so sexy, voluptuous and horny.. legs spread and wanting… he slowly rubs his cock along your swollen pussy lips.. I kiss you deeply and then hold your legs open … your lips are so eager to embrace him as he gently spreads you… he feeds his helmet into you… you grip onto.