“Do it, you bastard! Stick your big black cock up my ass!”.The sound of my sweet Ana’s voice struck like a dagger in my heart. She was fucking s...ome guy in our bedroom! Part of me wanted to run in there and beat the fuck of the guy and throw Ana out of the house, but another part of me wanted nothing more than to sneak a peek at my wife getting fucked.As I crept closer, the voices became loud and clear. The bedroom door was open slightly and there was a faint glow coming from within the lamp-lit. She was now kneeling on the ground but leaning on the bed, she was in doggy style.I pulled her jeans down and spanked that delicious ass. I went closer and licked it. I licked those fair round ass cheeks and bit them and continued to spank it. It became red very soon. I pulled her soft linen panty down to her knees. She had a wet spot near the pussy area and I saw that her cunt was dripping wet.I went close to her crack and started using my tongue on it. I could smell the sweat between her. " Yeah," she breathed, pleased. She took another puff. "After today, you'll have to go to confession." I don't go to confession. I just pretend I do." Don't you feel strange about that?" A little. But it's what I have to do." It's a sin," she said, testing me."Only for everyone else." This... is a sin," she announced, a little amused. She reached over to the ashtray and slowly, carefully, mashed the cigarette several times against the glass until it was completely extinguished. "It's the major,. After some minutes of walk and banter he led her right, off the Boulevard. – La Sorbonne, he said, then le Panthéon. And if you’re a very good girl, I’ll show you the grim Lycée I attended as a teenager? – I’d love that Sandy. But I’m getting tired. Maybe we can stop for a coffee for a bit? Just take it all in? Over coffee he spoke of the privilege of his teenage explorations of the city, skipping classes at the Lycée to wander. Sometimes with a Scots school-friend, as often alone. Melanie.