Thursday, November 22, 2012

Date Night

What was your first clue that your wife wasn't having just a normal dinner with a new client?

The lingerie she wore?

When she told you not to wait up?

The limo he sent for?

Or the musky taste and smell of her pussy as she hovered over your face when she woke you up when she got home?

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