Vanna Bardot's skinny wife fucks her husband's bisexual lover on the sofa

your guys' marriage or anything, but I saw you drive all this way, and I figured you deserve the truth. But again, I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I mean, you know, honestly, if I were you, I think I deserve more than just the truth, you know? Might be a little bit of a slut, but I would never cheat. What do you mean you think I deserve more than the truth? I would want revenge. Revenge? What do you mean? I don't know. Get creative with it. Key his car, kick him out of the house, or you can cheat as well. Personally, I'm kind of an eye for an eye type of guy. Cheat? No, I could never. I couldn't do something like that. Why not? It sounds like marriage is a little rocky as it is. Why not make the most out of it? No, not me. Think about it. What do you have to lose here? And to be fair... I am right here. If you wanted someone to help you out with all that. Create a little balance, you know? It's even like what they say. It's good for the candor. It's good for the goose. But with you? After what you did with my husband? No. Look, I don't mean to be a little cocky or anything, but I know I'm hot. There's a reason people pay to see me dance. Right? So, why not get a little taste of what your husband couldn't resist? Get the premium package. It would feel really good to get back at him. It's not like I really know a lot of guys I could use for this kind of opportunity. And you'd be getting the best anyway. What do you say? You're not really good at that. Oh my god, you have a taste like that. Fuck. Hey babe. I want to see you again. I would love to see you, too. When were you thinking? How about Saturday afternoon? About 3 p.m. Oh, yeah? Hi, honey. We're with our friend, Blake. Actually, on top of him, in fact. From the sounds of it, you've been, too. Yeah, yeah. You can get your shit and get the fuck out of the house. I have some business to tend to. I hate it. It's definitely tasting that fun. Yes. My God, yes. Yes.