My wife did recall meeting the two bulls just before she slipped into her drugged slut induced state, so it would be a natural transition.We finished ...dinner, settled into a large booth at the lounge where live music was playing. Wife was already a bottle of wine in, and eventually the boys walked by and did the "oh hi" routine. I said to my wife if she remembered them, and she said yes.So, heres my wife, short and sexy white dress, laced white thong, and white prada summer dress sandals, with 6. As usual he brought a few friends but the were all guys. He stayed by me most of the time. You see, when I go to the mall with Jackson we don't shop. We find the corner of a store and make out. But the funny thing was: we weren't ever going out. This time Jackson lured me into Spencer's which was quite ironic because they sold lots of sexual "stuff" there. It was a dark store and we were hiding behind a belt rack, but still a guy that worked there saw us and made us leave. We swapped spit again. ’ ‘Maybe,’ I agreed as we left the bathroom: ‘… good thing you didn’t give them any reason to think about that all winter.’ ‘Um-hmm,’ she agreed with a smile and glance at me, and then it seemed that we were going to the kitchen. We made and ate breakfast, and I was continually wondering if we were going to make love again before we went out, but we were just discussing what we wanted to do – ‘Something to write home about’ – museums, Staten Island, …? Then I remembered the Circle Line boat. That made him little courage. He suddenly press his middle finger in ass hole and he felt immediately that no clothes covered in that portion. He then asked me to give some way so that he can move forward. I thought he was going forward and I gave some place to move on. But he didn’t go forward but stand in front of me. I know that he was going to do something and I prepared for everything. He slowly took his middle finger press in my hairy pussy. He found the way very easily. Even I didn’t put.