Over her shoulder, Robert could see another head bobbing up and down between her legs. “Oh my God,” he thought, “who is this guy she’s having ...ex with?” He was about to protest loudly, but being a cautious man, he took a moment to create the words he was going to use. He ran a sample line through his mind. “Hey, who the hell are you, fucking with my wife?” That sounded tough enough. But what if the guy got up and punched him out? Better think about it for a moment. In that moment, his eyes grew. We arrived back home,and after my wife and sister had finished putting the world to rights,we were sitting having dinner.The meal was fantastic,and the wine was flowing,the two of them chatted away,i seemed to be left alone,only brought in on conversation when needed.The worse of this was the fact that her sister kept putting her hand under the table,and squeezing my crotch,and my wife was doing the same on other times.Soon we were in the lounge,the sisters abit drunk,the conversation was. More

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