Why then did she stray every time she was away from her marital bed? Why no guilt? No remorse? She knew she risked everything by doing what she did, s...o why did she continue?Her adulterous betrayal of her marital vows had started 8 years previously. She had been travelling to New York for the monthly main board meetings for a couple of years by then, staying in the same hotel, same room even, for the majority of those times. Adamantly refusing the temptations and inevitable invitations offered. “Do you, Trevor, give Jennifer to Martin to consummate this marriage?”“I do.”“Trevor, do you give Jennifer to Martin so that they may explore each other's bodies and enjoy a sexual relationship together for as long as they both wish?”“I do.”He told me to take Jen’s hand and place it in Martin’s, which I did.“Jennifer, do you take Martin to consummate this marriage? Do you give him your body and openly agree to have sex with him as long as you both wish?”“I do!”“And do you agree to cuckold. She read the SMS and thinking who’s number was that. She replied asking who is that and what is his name? The guy didn’t bother to answer for what she asked but he said that,” I know what you do in a store room with boss, and if you want me to keep quiet let me do the same or else I will expose you”. She started sweating and couldn’t understand what to do? A s her mind stopped working, she was just trying to figure out who can be the person black mailing, because they had a big staff and there. Mike’s breathing was getting hoarse. Hell, so was mine. ‘Meg, sweetheart, you are going to make me come!’ ‘When, Mike?’ I asked, eager to know what happened. ‘Any moment at all! Oh, Jesus, now!’ And his prick jerked in my hand, semen flying from the end and over my leg. ‘God, Mike! That’s incredible!’ He took a deep breath, his prick still pulsing in my hand, the gush slowing to a trickle and wetting my fingers. His prick started to soften and I gently released him, wiping my fingers on the.