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.. don't rush, then." I'm going now." Now?" Yeah. I think that's best. I'll stay at Steve's for a few days. Sort things out. We can discuss this later.... I can still pay the rent for a while." It's not about that." Yeah, I know." Okay. I better... go get dressed." No, no. Go back outside. I'm really sorry I upset you." No, not in the mood now." Okay. Sorry." Stop that." Okay."She turned and left then, and I sat in the chair, and tried to think it through. I got nowhere, and ended up just sitting. Iwas surprised when she not only appeared interested,but seemed eager. When Jim and Cindy arrived, we quickly suggested thatwe enjoy the evening in. Cindy and I sent the guys outto get take out food. While the guys were out, Cindy asked me about the game.I took out the box and showed her the board and therules. She started thumbing through a few of the Forumcards. Forum cards ask questions that players mustanswer when they land on a Forum space during the game. “Wow,” she exclaimed,. I looked at Lynn who smiled at me and sat on a bar stool, has she did so, her skirt rode up and you could see the merest hint of her stocking tops. One of the white guys noticed and nudged his mates, they all had a good look and one of the white guys said he would really like to fuck her brains out, they all agreed that they all wanted to fuck my wife and after much banter they agreed that tonight’s aim was to fuck the lady sat on the bar stool. It was obvious that Lynn had heard them talking. After few minutes she grabbed my hand again due to fear as dog’s were barking and making growl sound outside .So I hugged her and we both lied facing each other.After few minutes she slept but my devil mind woke up watching her cleavage.As she was wearing this small night dress. there was no bra underneath just a padding in a dress to hide visibility of boobs. I slowly and slowly moved my fingers towards her cleavage but my hands were sweating due to fear of getting caught in an act.Somehow I.

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