Her long legs and dark red painted toes were to one side of me. My wife was wearing short denim shorts with a tank top and nothing under either. So on... my right I have my wife's legs and feet turning me on any time I look away from her moms. I was very quickly getting turned on and it was starting to show in my jeans. Arti saw me checking her legs out a few times and did nothing cover them. It was about half way through the movie when her mom leaned across me and started whispering something to. I feel a hand begin to stroke my rod. I sit back as she takes her desires out of my trousers, and into her mouth. Her small mouth and lips could barely wrap the girth and length that my penis carried. Growing up, I had always heard stories about my families “genes” and how were blessed underneath the “jeans”. My confidence continued to grow As the strokes got faster and my shaft got wetter. I couldn’t help but think of Erin who was in the back seat alone, no doubt hearing the accompanying. The first few weeks working for Ken were great. He seemed like a great guy and was always so helpful. One day in the lunch room a few of the other women employees sat down next to Megan. One of them said, “Wow! I can see why you got the job! With an ass like that you will go far in this company. He is a real ass man I heard.”“What are you talking about?” Megan asked back.“This guy is the biggest playboy around! I can see why he hired you. You are gorgeous looking. I bet he will bang you before. She knew her eyes were open, otherwise she could not read the time or survey the darkened room. Or was she dreaming that her eyes were open? She peered into the darkness, straining to discern a recognizable shape. Clouds obscured the moon so no light entered her window. She tried to make out the door which led into the hall, but nothing met her eyes except the faint glow from the clock. Unaccustomed to awakening in the middle of the night, she sat up, propping her head against the pillows. She.