I need your help with something, theres some sorta game planned again tonight, I want Neil, if you see an opportunity, please help. Paul said sure, bu...t right now Id like to help my self to your pussy, whats ya say. I ask if hed like me to bend over for him. I was already wet, thinking about my plans for Neils cock, but Paul didnt need to know that right now. I bent over, Paul fingered my pussy, than my ass. Paul, I like what youre doing, but please fuck me, I need your cock. Paul didnt. She was untrustworthy. That was clear now. But was he untrusting? Had he suspected her of something, with no evidence, or had he intuitively known about and repressed it for some time now? As he stood on the porch now, with the breeze drying the sweat across his brow, he regretted his actions. He had taken down the number from her phone, and then called it from his mobile, so as to remain anonymous. He had been hoping naively for the man’s name, an address, even, or a clue that perhaps he was. The longer she lay in the intoxicating bath the more the pressure was building down below. Her nipples were already hard antagonizing her to do it. Her pussy was daring her to try to touch it so it can release the build up that is happening. All her body parts were telling her to do it. Her legs were open welcoming her to reach down and touch herself. It didn't take long before she realized that her hand had already begin it's trip to shaved pearly gates. Before she could actually move her. "So, the little ponytails? I assume you like them?" It's a cute look on you. You carry it off better than Tina does, and I know what hers do to Alan." You do?" Oh yeah. I see his eyes. Put two and two together. And so I asked."I giggled."We have our fetishes," he said. "Mine happens to be you." Come on," I said, taking his hand. "Let us go out and face our shame."Nobody said a word. Of course, Rachel and Terri were there and that kept the conversation pretty much G-rated, And with our husbands.