Who the hell would ever know. I hide my car a few apartments down. Phone buzzed text message reads just come in and lock door. I get inside apartment ...et me set the scene for you candles burning. Ginger must have 44dd breast because the NBA is missing two basket balls. That is the first image I see. Next that booty had to be all of 48 inches with nice dimples with a thong in middle. I cant even lie I was ready to fuck. After Ginger sucked my dick and showed her new tongue ring skills. It was. Mistress Khadijah approached Tracy from behind and cupped her breasts in her hand. She kissed along the back of her neck and her shoulders as Tracy surrendered to the sensation. Tiny moans of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt the soft tongue and lips of her new lover explore her hot spots. Tracy turned and faced Khadijah. They kissed. For the briefest of moments, Rick felt a pang of jealousy. The kiss was soft, sensual, powerful; the two women were sharing intimacy with their mouths.. We walked briskly to the elevator. Our casual conversation masked the intense eroticism of the situation, but it helped fuel the fires of my desire. This entire encounter was way out of character for both my wife and me. We were usually conservative, reserved people, both in and out of the bedroom... aside from some role playing and a few other occasional odd kinks.Daniel pulled Carrie to him as the elevator door shut behind us. Their lips met and my wife ground her body against his as they. As my wife eagerly proved her love and oral skills on my cock, I began telling her about our adorable maid’s thong panties and unfortunately discovery of my hardon. I shared every part in full detail, even the fantasy I had as I jerked off after she left. With each word my wife feasted even more hungrily on my cock, shoving more and more of my 9” cock down her throat. I knew better than to stop talking though, it was a lesson she had taught be much earlier in our life together…sex talk was her.