I smelled it and she asked me how it smelled. I said that it smelled very nice and spell binding. She smiled and asked me to lick the wet part of it i...n front. I understood, its going to be a fucking afternoon and I am going to lay this fat ass in bed and fuck her. I licked it with my tongue and said it’s salty and tasty. She then asked me to come close to her, which I did. She raised her saree till her knees and her white legs and upper leg where exposed to me, then she asked me to suck her toe. Everytime I did, I was overcome by such a shocking sense of anger, I was tempted to strike a woman for the first time in my life. What was this rage inside of me, making me feel things I would have never thought possible before? How could there actually be men out there who enjoyed, even encouraged, being cuckolded? Didn’t they love their wives? Didn’t it make them crazy thinking of their wife, their woman, being loved by another man? The thoughts created a knot in my chest, and I found I. " "Look, Jerry, she didn't tell the whole story. Not only was my husband useless in bed, he was cheating on me with three different women, and he only treated me like his little slave and baby factory. So that Old Man at the mall sold me a potion that got rid of my nasty husband, but also gave me the sweetest little daughter. She doesn't like this yet, but as the spell finishes working over the next month or so, Suzie won't even remember being Mark." The crowd burst into. Most of our friends are on their second or third divorce."Then Grif told her, "Well after Susan left me, I tried to drink myself to death one night. I drank till I nearly passed out. Then I tried to drive home from 20 miles away at 2:00 in the morning. I can remember getting into the car. Then I remember looking up at her, as she reached her hand to me to help me up. I had fallen over in the seat, and was laying on the ground."Tracy said, "You were hallucinating, ha-ha." Well in the seventies,".