I thought of keeping mine there. But since the place was packed tightly she was having problem in taking out her scooty. She was beautiful and was wea...ring a top with a quotation “hide your crazy; be like a lady”.I went forward and asked her for the help. She hesitatingly smiled and said yes (later I knew why). I took out it with an ease (since scooty are light weight and its easy them to pick and move, though hard for a lady). But was 10 min late to class. The security guard scolded me since it. Walking into our bedroom, my wife had such a devious smile on her face with her head on the pillow, then she drew her knees in, lifting her ass in the air so I could see her swollen red pussy gaping wide open as some drops of cum rolled to the top of her outer labia.To torment me more, she whispered to me:“Go ahead, honey… I know you are dying to lick my sore sloppy pussy”.As I lay on the bed, still clothed, I licked my wife’s pussy to capture the spoils of her slutty cheating adventures with a. As we slow danced across the floor, his beautiful blue eyes (a Jew with blue eyes, so much for stereotypes) alone would have been enough to win me over. There was more, of course—the firm but tender way he held me and the confident, self-assured way he spoke. We danced a few more times and then left the gym to take a stroll into the balmy spring night. I was a little surprised that Zach chose to stay with me, that he didn’t ask other girls to dance. Guys that looked like Zach could hook up. " Then she looked at the webcam and said playfully to me, "You KNOW I'll be in the mood," giving herself another fit of laughter. I have never heard my daughter say anything more profane than 'shit' or 'damn' in her life. So her use of the word 'motherfucker' added a new, unexpected, dirty, intensity to our voyeuristic playtime. I had made the house so quiet, I could hear Heather and the baby breathing through the microphone on that webcam. 'THAT is a pretty impressive mic!' I thought, bringing.