Chelsea nodded slowly, trepidation still twisting her stomach and making her feel more timid than she usually felt.
Darren grabbed her hand and started to pull her off the bed. “Besides, I get to show off how hot my wife is. They stared at that sweet ass as you walked in here; they'll be staring at you even more now with the way your p***y is glistening."
Chelsea could only imagine the c*m dripping from her slit. She needed a bathroom. Quick.
Darren pulled her to her feet, pressing her against him as he stroked her back. “You were awesome," he said, just before he leaned in and kissed her hard. His touch was tender, his embrace sure. He always knew what to say and how to act to calm her nerves. While stepping into this lifestyle may have been her idea, Darren had grabbed a hold of it a
