Chapter 666 An Escape From Comfort:>>Ep7

• I stared at Peter for a moment. His face held an expression of challenge. Good-natured, friendly challenge, but challenge. I realized that my friend was actually diverting his attention from my naked wife to be sure I was okay too. That felt good.
• I winked at him. "I believe I will," I said, popping my stolen grape in my mouth. It burst deliciously as I bit down. I turned and followed Sara's enticing parade. "You guys have fun," I said over my shoulder. "Peter, don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
• Two laughs followed me as I returned inside. I felt my cock surging to life again as I stepped into the darkened living room toward the lights of the kitchen. In the back of my mind, I was becoming fairly confident that Erika and I would be good when this was done. Maybe, possibly, probably(?) better than before. But right then, my suddenly straining cock and I had a much more short-term mental horizon, and it pretty much included nothing besides screwing Sara six was to Sunday.