I laughed, “Let’s go have a beer. We’ll just call it a friendly wager, shall we?”“It’s your turn to buy,” she said, flashing her wonderf...ul smile.We went into The Bog and sat down with Mark and a few other students. I asked Staci if she had her Bible, which, of course, she did. Mark looked like he was going to bust his gut trying to hold in his laughter as I ran through my ‘two creation stories’ with Staci. The other students sat rapt listening to me explain my point.“There’s no contradiction,”. “She really loves it”, i thought as i now understood the reason why Shweta had some red marks on her neck after the games period. I sucked her neck hard as she was moaning a bit.She now started licking his ears and bit his ear lobes while i moved my hand into her kurti playing with her waist. Her skin was smooth as butter. Shweta then sucked my neck and bit me. She moved his hands to her bra inside her kurti. I played with her not so big, but curvy boobs, and pressed them as Shweta opened her. )(.)Finally, Glenda shook off her grieving mood. “I need to pee.”I watched as she climbed out of the hot tub and squatted with her ass hanging over the edge of the deck. There was a protective railing around the deck, but no pickets. Josh said they would block his view. Then he went on to explain that he would install them when our first child was old enough to worry about them going off the edge.I tried not to stare, but she saw me looking and showed me a naughty grin and a wink. “It’s fun. ' The sperm donor of my daughter is named John, but I guess my lying, cheating wife called him 'Jo.' How cleaver to swap names in her story, no one who knew us casually would ever guess... Right!She hid our identity so well; I suppose that's why dozens of anonymous 'friends' mailed it, or its link on an erotic story site to me. I don't suppose there's a good way to find out your wife cheated on you, or that your first child isn't actually yours. Still, seeing the intimate details of her 'hot'.