Something odd. By the time he actually reached her, he realized she had a black eye. He reached to touch her arm and she flinched away. ‘Hey … hey... easy, Dinah. It’s just me. It’s Ian.’ ‘I know who you are,’ she said, emotions rolling up from her depths like a thunderstorm. Finally, she was just staring right through him. ‘Just don’t touch me. Don’t EVER touch meeee… Damian said you traded me in for your boss. YOU BASTARD!’ She began to cry. Ian reached slowly for her arm, noticing the. ”Beth groaned, “Alright, but you better hurry! I’m not going to be able to hold still for long!”I laughed and teased, “For somebody who seemed so reluctant just moments ago, you sure seem to have shed your inhibitions quickly!” as I kept gently running my fingers up and down the outside of her pussy.“Oh, hush! Just get back to your tour!” Beth panted. I pulled my fingers away from her pussy, eliciting a groan and a thrust of her hips as she tried to regain my touch.“I think I need a different. It's not a bright yellow but more like dark butter. It really draws out his tan. He has a pair of jeans on and finished it off with a pair of hiking boots. I melt as he walks in. I run the nights events over in my mind. I hand him a cup of coffee as soon as he enters. We take out cups of coffee out to the car. I hand Nick the keys back. "You Drive." I say with a smile. We start down the road. We talk about everyday events. "So what do you think today will be?" he says. "It will be a good day.". So the next morning, Thursday, she phoned me to say we would be welcoming a houseguest on Saturday night and that he would be staying over.To say I felt in a daze for the next couple of days would be an understatement. So then it was Saturday and I awoke with my usual hard on and noticed that, Karen, my wife was already in the shower. I walked in to join her and marveled at this pocket rocket that was my wife,from her long auburn hair to her 38-D perky breasts, her flat stomach and pinched.
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