I tried not to think about her but that view of the cleavage was now like etched into my memory forever. My boner was getting harder and harder as if ...I was having sex and when I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, I fapped my balls out with that cleavage in my mind.Next day, I woke up and went to the living room where Ashmita di was reading a newspaper. She was wearing the same clothes she wore last night. I was terrified that she may still remember about last night. I was turning to go back when she. She might have it at her home lab as it wasn't here. While you'rethere, you can snoop for it. Try not to let her - or should I now sayyour daughter catch on that anything is wrong, If you find anything,give me a call at your place. I'll have the patrolman take Doris andmyself there, where I can keep an eye on myself, so to speak. I'llexplain that Sandra is too upset to go back home alone, so I insisted she stay at your - I mean my place. Can you do that - Kate? We'd betterget used to our new. Then this bastard nigger moved behind her; put his heavy hand on my wife´s back, making her leaning over the dirty floor. He fell to her knees and quickly lifted Ana’s skirt.He ripped off her tiny cotton thong and shoved his hard black dick deep inside Ana´s cunt.My sweet wife cried in pain and surprise, but she soon started moving her hips at the same rhythm of the bartender, who was now pumping her pussy faster and harder.Five minutes later, Frank arched his back and grunted, filling Ana´s. I inwardly groaned. Did she have to be so sexy?"I don't want you to feel like I'm using you." I said. "Pshh! Hell use me I wouldn't mind." I shook my head. "I couldn't do that to the woman I love." I said without realizing what I just admitted. "Shit." I cursed myself. "Y-You what?" Uhh n-nothing." She glared at me has she stalked toward me. I backed up onto the couch in my office. "Tell the truth." I gulped. She put her hand on my dick giving it a rough squeeze. I groaned."I I...." I could.