He first held up her two legs and told her to keep them wide apart. He closely examined her wet pussy. He exclaimed, "What a beautiful cunt! I like it... so hairy. Your pussy lips are so pinkish and so inviting!" Alex virtually ordered her, "I want you now to spread your legs as wide as possible .Show me your vagina. Hold your pussy lips apart. Move your muscles in your vagina as if they were inviting me to enter now". He was so pleasantly surprised how my wife could control her muscles. Her pussy. “Mrs. Lambert, you look fantastic this evening,” he said. “Thank you, Manuel. The usual, please.” I watched him mix a Bloody Mary and when it was done I bit off a piece of the celery stalk and then sipped the drink from the straw. The alcohol flowed into my blood stream and I relaxed a little more. I counted six couples sitting at low tables in the bar. It was a good turnout considering the season was almost over. Along one wall a huge log fire burned and sent shadows playing over the walls.. He would ignore me, not talk to me, not listen to me and pretend I wasn’t in the same trailer home. Of course this would drive me crazy until the point that I would come to him giving into what he wanted even as I got older to the point of me undressing completely just to get him to pull me onto his lap. Its one of the things I struggle with most. Professional mental health people tell me over and over that it wasn’t my fault but I carry so much guilt for the times I would go to him and. I mentioned that we are thinking of having a dinner barbeque on Saturday, “ we’re having a private party, would you and Joan like to cum?” I know, it’s a bit corny, but it’s clear“Yes, thank you.” he wrote back, “We would both like to cum with you on Saturday.” that made me smile, and I ventured further,“My husband is out of town and won’t be back until Friday night.” “Oh real?” he responded “ Lucky you have your daughter to keep you company.” “Not tonight, Mai will be staying at Arkie’s.