The relationships between her and I, between Jenny and I, they were beautiful and wonderful and lovely. I was less scared of Kelly then I was of Jenny.... The whole nature of our relationship started as two broken, very broken, people. We could understand my broken pieces. Jenny was not broken; She is just lovesick.“All I had to lose-,” I stuttered, not quite sure how to say this, “was your friendship. You practically forced yourself onto me. I’m grateful you did, but there was nothing you could. Looking up further she sees Bill gazing at her with a smile playing at the edges of his mouth. Turning her body, Megan lies now so that she can touch and stroke Bill while facing him. Rising up on her arms she takes his cock in her small hand. Unable to completely close her fingers about it, she encircles it with her thumb and middle finger. Slowly she slides up the shaft and lingering just under the ridge. Bringing it to her mouth, she looks him deep in the eyes as her tongue reaches out to. As we sat down at the table, my lovely sexy wife scooted her chair a little closer to the black man and began to turn on the charm. It was soon clear that she did not have to work too much; because Brad was clearly interested in her.Finally, after we finished our main course, I told him that Anita and I would like to invite him to come up to our room for dessert.As he accepted, Anita reached over and put her hand on his thigh. As we stepped away from the table, Brad grabbed the last wine. I handled them roughly and she would moan. I kept kissing her and occasionally biting her gently and licking her earlobes making her moan louder. She turned back and kissed me with renewed vigor and passion.She was biting my lips and sucking them. Her warm sucking was driving me mad. The place where we were sitting was dangerous, adventurous and it was an edge of the seat hot thrilling sex. Her energy was maddening and lustful. This time she would make sure that her desired task is.