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Off to home I went. When I did get home, I saw that my phone had another message, this time from the wife. It was a short message with clips of her day. She was showing me helping her parents with gardening, to help her dad with wood working stuff and helping cooking the dinner. She mention that she was spending time with the neighbor next store, that she was learning a few things about the area. I replied back and went into the shower, after stripping down naked. I had no plans for the night, and no real desires. So I went to the computer, and started working on some stuff, looking up locations to check out when the virus ends. My phone buzzed several times, telling me I have many messages. I check to see who they from. Wife sent one, just saying good night, and missed me. I replied back. The next several were of Pinky. One pic of her holding a pickle in her mouth. The next three was of her using the pics to show me her sucking the pickle. Her message was that she was still. "Hello", I smillingly replied when he released me. I used the sweetest voice that I could muster, even though I could feel the pain of having had my hair wrenched.We had parked on the roadside and were standing on the pavement. Gary nevertheless told me to strip off.It was not long dark and I momentarily glanced up and down the street before beginning to undress.Gary undid his pants and took his hard cock out. "Get down and suck this", he ordered as soon as I was naked.I glanced at my husband who was standing, watching approvingly, then I knelt on the hard concrete of the pavement and lovingly sucked Gary's cock into my mouth."I told you the fucking whore would be back for more", I heard Gary telling my husband, and he had a tone of triumph in his voice.I sucked Gary's gorgeous hard cock for some minutes. Slowly pressing my mouth forward onto his cock, and then slowly easing back so that my tongue could slide and slip around and around the hard rim of his cock head.Suddenly there was.
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