Then she said “Do you want to hear the rest?”. I said “well of course, now that I know that you survived!”.So they sat at the bar and had a c...uple of drinks (Jack Daniels and Cokes). They talked about all kinds of stuff. She was 21. He was 27 or so. She said that he was a nice guy, also nice looking. He finally “broke the ice” and said “Lets get a motel room”. My wife said “Oh no, I cant do that.” They got another round of drinks and my wife said “Crap, I cant get back on the interstate. “I just have to touch it,” Keri smiled, :I just have to.” I got back inside and Sara kissed my cheek and thanked me for being a good cuck, before they went upstairs to bed, and Connie followed them. Ten minutes later, Sara shouted to me, asking me to bring the glass from the fridge to her. I took the chilled glass from the fridge and took it up to her bedroom. I knocked and waited to be allowed in, I waited for almost three minutes. Sara and Doug were in bed and she had the sheet pulled to. Nothing in my research had prepared me for how I was feeling and how my body ached for him. “Quick, get a towel” I managed to blurt out “I want him. I need him”. Greg was already getting another towel. He put it on the floor and I assumed the position. Greg came over and rubbed Randle’s head. Now he was licking me from my clit to my anal opening. “Oh God I am so horny” I yelled “Randle mount. Mount me my darling boy”. I was worried that calling him Randle might confuse him. I didn’t need to. At that point I think her courage failed her and a couple of tears began to trickle down her cheek. I took her arm and gently pulled her down onto my lap, wrapped my arms around her and gave her a peck on the cheek telling her things would be OK. I tasted her salty tears as she told me things wouldn’t be OK; shortly her life would change irreversibly forever. I stalled for time and said we should think about it until our next tutorial and maybe, then, talk about it some more. Zina reluctantly.
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